Garrett Harris 2 p.m., May 29
Gerstler wrote an advice column for the Reader in 2000-2002 under the name of Aunt Trudy.
Articles by Amy Gerstler
The woman we never forget.
"Careful, Ma; don't spill your soup," I warned. "First time you spill, that's it — you're going to the home.” Mom's reply was immediate. "I know. I've picked out what I want to take with me."
I have ever been the little old lady my mother will never be.
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That is his. — Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest Since differing with Oscar Wilde must constitute literary blasphemy, I regret ...
Dear Aunt Trudy, Leonard (not his real name) and I have been friends — just friends, mind you — since college. Neither he nor I have ever married, although both of us have come close. ...
Dear Aunt Trudy, My husband is the least sexist man I know. He's polite and sweet and good-humored. Unfortunately, he has a best friend who's one of the most sexist men I've ever met. Frankly, ...