LIFE IS SHORT | Autobiography as Haiku

LIFE IS SHORT | Autobiography as Haiku

Sunday, June 3, 2007

(Rebecca D'Angelo - For The Washington Post)
I am in line outside a bar in Dupont. The man ahead of me is denied entrance because he is wearing flip-flops. I glance down at my feet -- flip-flops. My friends are already inside. The bouncer looks at me and waves me in, no cover charge. The man is outraged. After 218 years, this country has never had a female president. There are only 16 women senators (and that's a record). One lone woman sits on the Supreme Court. I walk past the man free of guilt, though I, too, am outraged. But for now, I'll have a drink.

Rita Bosworth


My little sister was born when I was in second grade. Proud big sister.

When I was in high school, she was in second grade. Babysitter big sister.

Soon preparations for my wedding. She was in high school. Maid of honor little sister.

I'm raising babies. Nursing student little sister.

(Family Photo)
I'm retired now. Soon she retires. She's a senior, like me.

Social Security -- the great equalizer.

Joanne DePaola

Winchester, Va.

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