Haters gonna hate, but I gotta tell you, it is fun to root for a winning team. Over the last couple of years, I have become quite the Patriots fan, political bedfellows aside. I grew up in a household with a father who watched football, baseball and golf constantly, then I married a huge sports…
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Suprise Me
GOAT (still)
Prompted By Sports
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Haters gonna hate, but I gotta tell you, it is fun to root for a winning team. Over the last couple of years, I have become quite the Patriots fan, political bedfellows aside. I grew up in a household with a father who watched football, baseball and golf constantly, then I married a huge sports…
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Said/Unsaid
Prompted By What My Mother Told Me
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There are flashes of behaviors and preferences, most of them quirky, that I have which are just like my mother's.
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Poke-Nook, the Lost Glove, and My Cousin Isly
Prompted By Words
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Poke-Nook, the Lost Glove, and My Cousin Isly Our late friend Arnie Reisman was a poet and filmmaker, and also a regular panelist on Says You, a witty NPR radio show about words. Over the years I learned a lot from Arnie and his literate pals. For example, did you know that the dark, cavernous…
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With This Ring
Prompted By Lost and Found
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With This Ring I’m not superstitious or especially sentimental, and that’s a good thing because over the years I’ve lost some precious pieces of jewelry – two or three watches, innumerable earrings, and even a few wedding rings. When we married my husband gave me a simple band – not of gold or silver but…
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Sitter of Last Resort
Prompted By Nannies and Babysitters
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When I came to the door, often the kids would greet me with "We don't want you, we want Karen!"
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Puttin’ On the Ritz
Prompted By Finding Your Tribe
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At different times in my life, I have had different "tribes," but for the last 22 years it has been the choir at my synagogue.
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Island Style by Peter Merriman
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I started cooking because I was hungry. In fact, I'm still hungry—all the time.
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Exam Week and Daiquiri Parties
Prompted By Exams
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As exam week progressed, we could hear clack, clackety-clack, ding!!, clack, clack, from the living area and dorm rooms in the entire wing, along with the crinkle of bags of potato chips and Cheetos.
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Reunion
Prompted By Reconnecting
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Reunion A few months ago I wrote about three places, each of which I can claim as a home town. (See Parkchester, Celebrate Me Home, The Lady with the Torch, Kente Cloth) I was born in Charleston, SC yet for most of my adult life I’ve lived on Manhattan’s eastside. But the east Bronx neighborhood of…
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I remember her funeral