Durango

I spent the first five years of my life in Tulsa, followed by four in St. Louis and one in suburban New Jersey. But Durango is my hometown.

Durango is where I went to junior high and high school, where I fell in love and learned to drive a car and ran cross-country and wrestled, where I discovered slow dancing and French kissing and Tickle Pink wine and ELO and Billy Joel and The Cars, where I filled loose-leaf notebooks with creative ramblings about love and sex and the absurdity of religion and how great my life would be if only I lived in New York City instead of Durango.

How nice it is to be back in Durango, to be with a family I love and that loves me.