September 17, 2011 |
Question: Two of my employees are expecting and three more collaborators are pregnant. I am truly, truly happy for them - but I am unable to have children (and I am still struggling with this after 11 years), and I have gone home in tears more than once. I have been very careful to stay positive at work and to be supportive. I don't plan to tell anyone about my situation, but I am having a hard time handling this. Any suggestions? Answer: I'm sorry. Sometimes the situations where no one is doing anything wrong are the hardest to bear; there's nothing to correct, no one to blame.
April 2, 1993
After two decades of prison life, Edward Ryder burst into tears last week when he learned that the state Board of Pardons voted to free him from a life sentence for a murder conviction that many believe was unjust. One can only imagine the emotional overload of a man who has worked for that many years to prove his innocence. From the day in 1973 that a one-time gang leader was fatally stabbed at Holmesburg Prison, Ryder maintained his innocence. At first, there was only his word that he was not among the men who surrounded the victim in his cell.
March 8, 1987 |
Watching Ed Muskie's lugubrious, dignified, hound-dog face on television, I remembered the autumn and winter of 1971-72 when he was the favorite to be nominated as the Democratic candidate for president against Richard M. Nixon. He might have won. It would have been hard to be against Ed Muskie. It was easy, in 1972, to be against George McGovern. Might-have-beens are treacherous, though. Who can really know? Muskie almost certainly missed the nomination for the wrong reason.
April 24, 1998 |
There were a few smiles amid the tears and hugs Wednesday night as about 200 family and friends of murder victims gathered in front of the Delaware County Courthouse for a candlelight ceremony to honor their loved ones. They brushed aside talk of cruel killings, long trials or aching sorrow. Instead, they said, they came to celebrate the memory of their deceased and to take comfort from one another. "This hurts, but it is a good kind of hurt," said Lillian Cassidy, a member of the Delaware County chapter of Parents of Murdered Children, which organized the second annual event.
January 25, 2011 |
The fearless abolitionism and feminism of Isabella Baumfree - better known to us as Sojourner Truth - inspired U.S. presidents to seek her out. But Baumfree, who died in her mid-80s in 1883, produced more than impassioned speeches. She left behind a personal account of slavery, a harrowing record of a human being treated as property, sold time and again, subdued, humiliated. As it should, Richard LaMonte Pierce's play Sojourner , now at Hedgerow Theatre in Rose Valley, catalogs the miseries in Sojourner Truth's hard life.
July 15, 1991 |
I have just attended a wedding. It is the season, after all, of weddings, the season of promises, of hope, of happiness and, yes, of tears. Always, inevitably, there are tears. I am neither a stoic nor a skeptic. Yet tears have never been my style at weddings. Perhaps this is because, as a younger woman, and a frequent bridesmaid, I was too concerned with my role, fearful of doing something oddly unorthodox, such as stepping up the pace and passing the bridesmaid in front of me en route to the altar.
August 9, 1990 |
Most of the grief, pain and turmoil of the families of the Sean Daily trial defendants was suppressed as the verdicts were read. Common Pleas Judge Lynne Abraham had declared that anyone who caused a disturbance would be removed from the packed courtroom on the sixth floor of City Hall. Backing her up were about 15 uniformed deputies, some with nightsticks in their laps, who faced the families, and another 10 to 15 police officers and detectives. And so, rather than risk the release of their emotions, family members drew audibly sharp breaths and collapsed into muffled tears as they heard the bad news.
December 31, 2008 |
To go hungry is to not forget. Some try to bury that feeling, so they dare not speak of it. Rey Maualuga doesn't want to forget. The Southern Cal linebacker doesn't want to muffle it. So he talks about it. "Some people grow up and wake up the next day and not know what's going to happen," he said. "I had that feeling here and there. I'm pretty sure my mom and dad had that feeling. I'm pretty sure that the tears that came down their eyes weren't tears of happiness. They were tears of 'What am I going to do with these kids?
January 19, 1998 |
After the fight had been stopped, after his gloved hand had been raised in victory, and after all the hugging and shouting and postfight center-ring interviews, reality hit Angel Manfredy, and he cried. Just before he was about to step through the ropes Saturday night for the walk back to his dressing room at the Boardwalk Convention Hall, the tattooed little tough from Gary, Ind., who for weeks had been predicting just such a victory, broke down and sobbed. Maybe it was the sight of his fiancee, Evette, or their three children, who were there with her. Or maybe it was just the realization that, despite the odds against him, he had at last silenced his detractors and moved out of boxing's shadows.
July 28, 1988 |
It was just a matter of tradition. At the evening service last Thursday at Camp Nazareth, a religious camp for teen-agers of the Greek Orthodox faith outside Pittsburgh, the Rev. John Chakos dabbed a glass-covered reproduction of the "Weeping Icon of Chicago" with a piece of cotton that had absorbed "tears" from the original. "I put a little bit of the cotton onto the icon and that was it, a kind of a traditional thing," said the priest, pastor of Holy Cross Greek Orthodox Church in Mount Lebanon, outside Pittsburgh.