for my fellow historians
I constantly get mistaken for a physician, a psychologist, an anthropologist, a bag lady, a cook, or my son’s step-mother. (No, he doesn’t have a step-mother.)
Hey, I’m an historian! Doesn’t it show?
Here’s some writing for my peeps:
- Galileo's Middle Finger, in essence a memoir of my life as an historian
- Taking the History, and Giving It Back, on privately helping people with traumatic histories
- What Is History?, for teaching history to non-majors
- On Naming Names, or, how you know you’re not a philosopher
- History in the Walls, about our house and (its) history
- Summer Thoughts on Two Cultures, why the humanities go in pie, while the sciences go in soup
- Addicted to Oral (oral histories, that is)
- Sitting Down with Rosa Parks, on doing activism with an historical consciousness
- Teach Backwards, how to teach history from now
Finally, here’s an essay I wrote about wandering away from History, while wandering back: One Day.