Holding ourselves together while the news keeps breaking
Grieving and raging over the floods and more with my friend Pooja Lakshmin
The worst news my mom received from overnight camp in the Adirondacks was a letter I scrawled late one night from Raquette Lake:
Mom, I hate it here. The girls in my bunk are snobby. They say Westchester, Pennsylvania isn’t the “real Westchester.” I’ll be waiting for you on Visiting Day with my duffe…
