I came across this picture while looking for the photograph I sent my mother from my first job after college. It’s me in my twenties. A typewriter! I remember that typewriter. I was so proud. Sigh. The olden days. I made the poor crack because apparently I couldn’t afford book shelves. But the cigarettes, oh God the cigarettes. Camel nonfilter no less. I quit smoking when I was 33 and I’m crossing my fingers that I quit soon enough.
I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.View all posts by Stacy Horn →