Lucia Nardo Hospital, Melbourne, 2015There’s only one way to take a diagnosis of cancer in our family. You get on with it. But the day of Martin's surgery, I’m not getting on with it very well.
Le mie memorie in relazione alla musica di mio padre, ebbe inizio quando avevo circa tre anni. Abitiamo in una casa in affitto durante il periodo del dopoguerra, scarsamente ammobiliata, ma allo stesso tempo dava un senso d’abbondanza.
Almanac Music, a partner site of Stereo Stories, has just published a long essay about the 1968 Jimmy Webb song By The Time I Get To Phoenix, made famous by Glen Campbell.Written by Peter Warrington, the 2000 words - and accompanying maps - take us from the west coast of the US to the song's landmarks: Phoenix, Albuquerque, Oklahoma.It's quite a trip.
Maria Majsa Pakuranga, Auckland 1967There is a radio in a brown leather case on the bench. My mother turns it on during the day when my father has left for work and the house feels different.
Nick Gadd Sunday afternoon, Altona, September 2015We tape the L-plates to the windscreen and back window. Gen eases her way into the driver’s seat . I give instructions, trying to invest my voice with the gravitas of an airline pilot, more to calm my own nerves than hers.
Anthony W Collins Auchenflower, Queensland, 1987I had enrolled in a subject about American diplomatic history in the 20th century. I needed the subject to complete a Major - and it gave me a Friday off.
Alan Attwood Las Vegas; March 1996The song played in my head when I ran at night along a dead straight road in the darkness of the Nevada desert, which was as real as Las Vegas was fake.
Shu-Ling Chua New York City, June 2014As we slip through the inky night, from ferry to bus to my windowless hotel room, I think, I could stop this at any time. I could have stopped this hours ago.
Clare Hennessy Berlin, September 2015The act of filling a day and encountering the world had left me battered. I rattled to my final, haphazardly selected destination via the U-bahn.
Vin Maskell Local footy ground, Williamstown, Australia Any Sunday morning, 2005 to 2015We're blokes in our 40s and 50s, jogging around in circles, trying to be teenagers again.