Monthly Archives: January 2018

Bronx Town

I live in a small town buried in a smoky city.  Fordham Road is my southern boundary, north is Bedford Park Boulevard, east the Bronx Zoo and Botanical Gardens, and west, Jerome Avenue and the elevated subway.  I  know every … Continue reading

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In and Outlaw

I have no idea what I am getting into at law school, I enter thinking lawyers are a mixture of Oliver Wendell Holmes and Aldous Huxley, walking thesaurus kinds of people writing in fancy literary arabesques. Even though I am … Continue reading

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Confidence Game

I have a confession to make. You know how I said I get brave enough to apply to law school by meeting law students at the co-op? Well, that isn’t exactly true, I do a little more than just sell … Continue reading

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The Law of Averages

When we open the co-op store in town we attract shoppers from the surrounding communities. Some of them are students from the newish law school down in South Royalton, about half an hour to the south. The school has been … Continue reading

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Conscious at Last

While I manage the food coop, Karl volunteers to drive a rental box truck to Boston to pick up our produce order in the warehouse district. It isn’t just for our store, we join with other coops in Vermont and … Continue reading

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