Poker and the Psychology of Uncertainty

“You are going to be a gambler?” That’s my grandmother Baba Anya speaking. My last living grandparent. I’ve come to Boston for a family visit, nearly bouncing with excitement at…

Quarantined in New York, We Escape Skyward

“Quick, grab the binoculars!” My husband and I stand up from our camping chairs. I put my thermos down next to our other provisions—oranges, granola, two types of sunscreen—and squint…