Pocahontas. I was born on the outskirts of London in 1947. I can’t claim to be a cockney as to claim that accolade, I would have to have been born within the sound of Bow Bells. I was born in North Woolwich, which is around eight miles from Bow bells. According to tradition to be…
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Suprise Me
Pocahontas
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Pocahontas. I was born on the outskirts of London in 1947. I can’t claim to be a cockney as to claim that accolade, I would have to have been born within the sound of Bow Bells. I was born in North Woolwich, which is around eight miles from Bow bells. According to tradition to be…
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Work Parking Problems
Prompted By Parking
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Passover, Faith, and the Price of Assimilation
Prompted By Faith
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"Although my father was Jewish, our family never celebrated Passover or Chanukah, never had a menorah in the house, never attended a Seder. As a child I never felt deprived of the things my non-observant father never taught me about being Jewish. But I do now."
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An Example of Resistance
Prompted By Scouting
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“We are your bad conscience,” said one of the leaflets. “Everyone wants to exonerate himself from his share of the blame … But it cannot be done: everyone is guilty! guilty! guilty!”"
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Sewing My Own Clothes
Prompted By What We Wore
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My mom sewed my dresses when I was in elementary school. We would go to the store, usually J.C. Pennys and she and I would pick out patterns and fabric for the dresses.
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Dishes in the Dishwasher, Please!
Prompted By Pet Peeves
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Where did I go wrong? Now the breakfast dish is left on the counter, The ice cream bowl from the night before put in the sink with no water. The peanut butter knife put in the dishwasher, but not rinsed. I tell him – he needs to rinse dishes before placing them in the dishwasher.…
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Dave’s Comment-o-Rama
Prompted By Do You Believe in Magic?
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Why I Don’t Own a Gun
Prompted By Guns Then and Now
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We never had a gun in our home while I was growing up. My first experience with guns came when a classmate (middle school age?) invited me to come along on a bird hunt in the desert outside of Phoenix. Since I was not trained, I was not allowed to use, or even carry, one…
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Flowers on the Windshield
Prompted By Parking
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Flowers on the Windshield After more than a year together I knew our marriage wasn’t working. As we had no kids, no communal property to speak of it, and little contention between us, it was a relatively simple divorce. The grounds Alan and I agreed on were irreconcilable differences – which I guess is…
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Jerusalem
Prompted By Dangerous Deeds
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We spotted three girls across the street. When they saw us they giggled, whispered among themselves, and waved shyly.
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