ANNE DIMOCK

You don’t need me to tell you what dismal, scary times we live in. As March roared in like a lion, my favorite presidential candidates dropped out, the stock...

They waken from their tryptophan slumber, their reckless football dreams, the raking of old leaves and face themselves alone in the mirror, whiskers their on...

The chemotherapy was the worst of it. How would I get through this? Some suggested visualization – to see myself on a serene isle, or bathe myself in heal...

Is it my imagination or has the Pink Ribbon circus set up fewer tents this year? Maybe breast cancer survivor identity recedes more and more each year and I ...

Notable Greek-American Dr. George Papanicolaou did not win a Nobel Prize in Medicine, though he was nominated several times. He got a 13 cent stamp and name ...

What if you had more than one vote to cast? I think you do. I’m a professional fundraiser and I’ve worked in the nonprofit sector my entire career. I’ve rais...

(Police squad car pulls over a car with a broken tail light. The two officers address the driver of the car.) “Did I do something wrong, officer?” “Broken ta...

2015 began with a New Year’s potluck dinner party among a group of strangers, and ended with going to a New Year’s Eve dance party at an old movie theatre wi...

Owen Labrie doesn’t need 11 years in prison—but he needs something more than a gap year of service. Whether he ever gets to go on to an ivy league college an...

I’m having a birthday soon and birthdays always bring introspection. I’m still a working girl and will be for some time, but my thoughts are drifting towards...

Fathers—it’s how women first get to know about men. They are the first Y chromosome introduced into our lives, and they invoke comparisons with all other “Y”...

Numbers are my friends. They are the scaffolding to build a little structure for my monkey mind. I’m always motivated by the goal of some looming number. Twe...

Thanksgiving Pie Chain Letter Dear Friend, You have been selected to receive this chain letter because of something you did somewhere, sometime, for someone....

(Cue the music – “Park Avenue Beat” by Fred Steiner) In the name of marriage and companionship, I sat through every episode of the Perry Mason TV series whil...

If you want to read Moby Dick, there are some great boats and shipmates for you, especially for you greenhorns who don’t know yet what ye have shipped for. S...

I’m on a pilgrimage in Cape Cod Massachusetts – Falmouth, New Bedford, Nantucket—and I’m reading Moby Dick again. It’s the 5th time. Every couple of years I ...

I did not seek Pope John Paul II’s approval, nor do I think he would have chosen me to represent the ideals of Vatican II. But I was born a Catholic, baptiz...

I used to have a recurring dream about natural disasters. Floods, earthquakes, landslides, but most often about tornadoes. Each dream was different, had its...