Suprise Me

My soulmate/boyfriend/future husband and father of my future children worked on me with words until I willingly released the traditions of high school to embrace the rebellion of making different choices.   Despite the Gunny-sax hippy dress that was the uniform of proms in those days, that I had shopped with mom and best friend… Read More

Valentine’s Day in Foggytown Early in our marriage my husband had an opportunity to work at the London branch of his company and we didn’t hesitate to pack up and go!  (See Laundry Day in London, Intro to Cookery, and Kinky Boots) We rented a cosy flat with a little garden in the back and settled into… Read More

Growing up in Detroit, I attended an integrated, large elementary school which encompassed grades K-8. At that time, the curriculum was excellent, but even during the years I attended, 1958-1963, it was already over-crowed and I began kindergarten the February after turning 5, as they had split sessions to accommodate the large numbers of students.… Read More

Maybe I should have subpoenaed my grandchildren as character witnesses? Read More

My parents had very different attitudes towards gratitude; at least that was my perception as I grew up, after we moved from Detroit to the suburbs in 1963 and my mother’s mental health issues surfaced. She was a “glass half empty” sort of person. Nothing ever pleased her or made her happy. Despite all sorts… Read More

Although I don’t look forward to going to the dentist, I do appreciate the importance of the work–maybe because I have always had dental issues, from cavities to crowns, partial plates and bridges to implants, orthodontia to tooth extraction.  Much of it is thanks to genetics, which forgot to provide me a full secondary set… Read More

I’ve enjoyed all of your stories about inaugurations, especially those about JFK’s in 1961. But do you know wherefrom he got his most famous quote? Soon after that fabulous speech, the word started going around in alumni circles of The Choate School that they had heard words like that before. As a fellow alumnus (am… Read More

I would be remiss in my discussion of the Newark Public Library if I did not mention Philip Roth's novella Goodbye Columbus. Read More

I love to shop local and support the small businesses that still exist in my community, but the first consideration is always parking. Read More

To an Athlete Dying Young I remember that day so vividly,  it’s hard to believe it was over 60 years ago. In the fall of 1963 I was in my senior year at NYU Heights.  (See Ghostwriting in the Family, The Fortune Cookie Candidate  and Theatre Dreams) I was a member of the college theatre group,  and… Read More