Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Look At That S Car Go!
We were in fifth grade, standing on the edge of my front lawn, our bicycles tossed to the ground. "Whaddaya wanna do now?" Leigh asked.
"Let’s be grease monkeys," I said. I wanted to…

"Ma, you can’t feed the chicken chicken!" "What, I should make separate meals?"
They’re coming. The real housewives of The Lone Star State. They’re really coming.
Growing up, I’d always heard my mother refer to the women at our country…

An Amazing Loss
I was in my kitchen when I heard the news. I’d turned off the TV earlier, and the only music we heard was from the bite-sized voices in the living room: my children. Phil was out, picking…

There are always obvious answers, easy choices, roads well-traveled. In fact, standardized tests bank on it, presenting the lazy, most commonly incorrect answer as choice "C" (also the default letter in the A-E of multiple choice answers). No doubt there…

I hate to be one of those people who throws around the word "amazing," but that’s what today was for me. Speaking to students at Flanagan High School was an amazing experience. It was my first time speaking at a…

I grew up without an ice-maker. That is, I was the ice-maker, the "fresh-maker" if you will (oh, the abuse!). Our refrigerator was, what I referred to as, a bi-level, with a rectangle of a freezer on top, and a…

As a child from Long Island, NY a quick trip to the Jericho Cider Mill was never quick. On Route 106, it’s one of those seasonal places with cars strung up against the shoulder, lines of patrons winding through a…

You forget. That’s the thing.
When you’re going through it, you think it’s something you’ll never leave behind. But once you’ve left it behind, you forget.
Then you meet someone new, and they want to know your life story. You…