A little yellow lined notebook, frayed at the edges, rests on the top shelf of my closet, as if asleep. But when I feast my eyes on its...

This is what we chose for our wedding almost 50 years ago. People said to us, "No! Don't choose that!" Back then, everybody chose white...

I really wasn't a good student in high school. I used to talk more than listen. It never entered my mind to go out of New York for...

This is the white silk nightgown that my mother wore on her wedding night. I have always admired it, and loved the smooth, sensuous feel...

When I was very little, my parents and I lived in a house in Chelsea, Mass., that we shared with my grandparents who lived upstairs. It...