I read Molly Jong-Fast's memoir about her mother because my Kindle said I should, because I had a mom who had Alzheimer's disease (of course it did, to borrow from the author's writing style, which I loved). The author is funny, heartfelt, yearning for answers, and largely conflicted about her upbringing. Her mother is THE ERICA JONG. I was an English major in college in the 1980s, I may be almost 20 years older than Molly. I have always liked her on MSNBC, now MSNOW. Did I

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We catch the 7:30 a.m. train outside of Boston, assigned seats this time, the train picking up speed. It's traveling even faster than the...

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