I Don’t Want to go Back to Normal Yet

I’m not posting any pictures of my family because I don’t like how any of them came out. I’m not very good with candids, it turns out. I can take decent portraits, when someone has agreed to let me take their picture, but not when their attention is elsewhere and I can’t call out, “Okay everyone, chins down!”

But there was great company, great food, lots of wonderful presents, a Christmas tree—and I still don’t get how other cat owners get to have a tree, so no fair, is all the cat-evil of the world concentrated in my cats alone? 

My sister-in-law Karen (who sent me home piled down with great food) so nicely timed everything so that I didn’t have to come home and arrive in Penn Station at a misery inducing hour.

Incidentally, the only good Christmas shots I got yesterday were in Penn Station, when I walked around taking pictures of everyone’s efforts to dress up the place. I was most focused on the token booth, such a sad structure, and my intention was to show the hopelessness of trying to brighten it, but then this girl smiled! And turned a somewhat dreary shot into a happy shot.

Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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