Kelly Salasin

Tag: Coming of Age

  • Young at Heart (Never Grow Up!)

    I remember the exact moment that I became a grownup.  It was on a playground in a suburb outside Philadelphia, and I was only twenty-one years old.   A six-year old, named Danny Goldstein, was to blame. I’d spent the better part of my youth avoiding “growing up” because I knew that I didn’t want any…

  • Resurrecting WCHS (Part II of An Un-Tribute to My Alma Mater)

    Hard to believe that my Alma Mater is giving me homework–29 years after graduation.  At least now I enjoy the writing process.  But 2 “assigned” posts is too much in one week of a (rebellious) blogger-mother’s life. Yet, once I get the “nudge,” it’s almost impossible to resist.   Even if I don’t put my fingers…