Jacques, Carly and Heidi tell their stories

BONUS! Episode 15: A Writer in the Woods, a Renaissance Woman on the Beach, and a Great Friend in Rwanda — Carly, Heidi and Jacques

Today is a special episode of You and Me and Everyone We Know, an audio diary made by everyday people living through the Covid-19 pandemic — in today’s episode, my great friend and long time collaborator Carly about her evacuation from Rwanda to Wisconsin. Then Carly introduces friends in Santa Cruz, California and Kigali, Rwanda as they share how the pandemic has affected their lives. Press play below to listen to this special episode (or find it on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Google Play Music, and Stitcher): (If you received this through email, tap here to listen.) In the first part of this episode, we’re…

Macey, Katie and Kedrin share their story!

Episode 12: A College Senior, a Runner in Boston, and @bookish_hooker — Macey, Katie and Kedrin

You and Me and Everyone We Know is an audio diary made by everyday people living through the Covid-19 pandemic. In today’s episode, we hear from a college senior about pandemic life in her last semester of college. We’ll also hear from a writer who’s finding comfort on familiar running paths in Boston. And we’ll talk book recommendations and more with @bookish_hooker. Press play below to listen to the latest episode (or find it on Apple Podcasts and Spotify): (If you received this through email, tap here to listen.) In the first part of this episode we’re talking to Macey. Right away you should know, Macey is…

ways running in north armenia is different from running in west texas

For the first time since summer ’08, I ran yesterday.  Back in the late college, early work years I ran.  If I wasn’t running, I was doing yoga, playing racquetball or tennis.  I moved around back then.  I think these days I just creak. I told myself after leaving West Texas, that I’d run in Panama.  The island wouldn’t let me, demanded instead that I simply lay on the beach and then move to the hammock.  I told myself I’d run in Kolkata.  The anti-American rhetoric blasted from the neighborhood temple wouldn’t let me.  I told myself I’d run in…