Scans From my Past

The picture below was taken on the stage at SOB’s, one of the proudest moments of my life. For people who haven’t read Waiting For My Cats to Die, I learned how to drum in response to my mid-life crisis. I was so terrified the first time I tried to hide in the back, but there wasn’t really much of a “back” to hide in. But soon after I always wanted to be in front. I liked being closer to the audience and watching them dance.

Before I forget about it completely, this is a recording of someone reading a letter from a former slave [the recording I linked to was removed] to his former master. I learned about it from a tweet, and there’s been some discussion about whether or not the letter was really written by the former slave. The last I read the consensus seemed to be forming that it was.

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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