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Author Archives: Cynthia J. Patton
This month, like many of us, I’ve been reflecting on gratitude. I have so many incredible things for which to be grateful: My ever-amazing daughter, Katie, who is my greatest teacher. Her fabulous school, which continues to rock our world. … Continue reading
Lately I’ve had numerous male friends—guys I didn’t think had an issue with sexual harassment and assault, or even frankly with discrimination, guys who for years had truly seemed to “get it”—whine and say something to the effect of: now … Continue reading
Is it just me? I’m feeling triggered (and then triggered again) on a daily—no, constant—basis by what seems like hourly revelations of sexual impropriety in the workplace. Part of me wants to look away. But part of me insists, no, … Continue reading
In the aftermath of the Harvey Weinstein sexual abuse scandal, lots of women are “waking up.” This is glorious to see, but also a bit depressing. As the #MeToo campaign spreads, story after story is appearing in social media as … Continue reading
My daughter Katie was quiet and subdued for the next two days. She slept on and off, which was odd given she wasn’t sick. If I needed further reason to fire the taxi company, they were a no show Tuesday … Continue reading
As promised, Officer S waited with the parked cab until Melissa arrived. My daughter was still locked in the back of the taxi. Katie was lying face down on the back seat, head pressed against the door. Officer S said … Continue reading
I will never know exactly what happened on the drive home from Open Mind School’s new location in Menlo Park. I know the driver, Mari, showed up 30 minutes late with a window taped shut. It took 45 minutes for … Continue reading