I once wrote a poem called “Me and Meryl Streep” after I saw her dance in a movie about spinsters in Ireland. I wanted to be able to do what she did. I was born here in South Jersey between Barnegat Bay and the Pine Barrens. I grew up in a small Cape Cod my dad built with his own hands. His family were baymen, boat builders and women who raised children and made the best clam chowder around. My mom’s family came from Barnegat: farmers, boat builders, berry pickers, good-hearted folks.