The Chair in the Courtyard When I met my friend Rose she’d been a window for several years. She spoke lovingly about her late husband Bob and I soon learned he’d been her second husband. One day over lunch Rose and I were reminiscing about our past lives and she told me this story. She’d…
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The Chair in the Courtyard When I met my friend Rose she’d been a window for several years. She spoke lovingly about her late husband Bob and I soon learned he’d been her second husband. One day over lunch Rose and I were reminiscing about our past lives and she told me this story. She’d…
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Rye Playland Growing up in the Bronx our nearest amusement park was Rye Playland on Long Island Sound north of the city in Westchester County. As a kid I was often taken there by my parents, but my memories of those childhood trips are vague. As a teenager however, I remember Rye as a favorite…
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Lydia Before tattooing became as commonplace as it is today – especially for women – there was Lydia. And here’s Groucho to tell us all about her! – Dana Susan Lehrman
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Fear of the Other I’m a white woman who for years worked in a public high school in New York’s inner city – in fact in the infamous south Bronx of Fort Apache fame. I usually carpooled to work with fellow teachers but at times took the subway from my upper east-side Manhattan neighborhood . As…
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A Glass Menagerie from The Five and Dime When I was a kid there were two stores In my Bronx neighborhood we called the “five-and-dimes”. One was Woolworth which of course was a national chain, and the other was Fishers which I think was just a local store. Yet to my child’s sensibility they were…
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The Great Pickleball Noise War I was an adult when I started playing tennis seriously, but try as I might to ratchet up my game I seemed to have plateaued at intermediate level 3. I was too good to enjoy playing with beginners, and not good enough to play with advanced players who certainly didn’t…
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Ulysses Please don’t think I’m an insufferable literary snob if I tell you I’ve read Ulysses several times. But in fact I have, and I think it’s indeed a masterpiece, and not at all as hard to read and understand as you may have been led to believe. (See My Love Affair with James Joyce)…
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Mother’s Little Helper After a trouble-free pregnancy, and a complication-free C-section, I gave birth to a healthy baby boy. We hired a wonderful baby nurse to show us the ropes, we had loving grandparents living nearby, and I was on maternity leave from a job I loved that would wait for me when I…
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Washed Apple My father was a wonderful guy and I’ve shared many loving memories of him. (See My Father, the Outsider Artist, My Dad and the Word Processor, Saying Farewell to a Special Guy, and Six Pack) But he did have some strange food-related tastes and habits. Apples were his favorite fruit, and when…
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The Sweeter the Wine Wine was not exactly an acquired taste of mine, but rather a delayed one. For years I was a teetotaler – not by choice mind you, but on doctor’s orders. I suffered from migraine headaches since I was a young girl, and I had been told wine…
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The Chair in the Courtyard
Prompted By Superstitions
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The Chair in the Courtyard When I met my friend Rose she’d been a window for several years. She spoke lovingly about her late husband Bob and I soon learned he’d been her second husband. One day over lunch Rose and I were reminiscing about our past lives and she told me this story. She’d…
Read More
Rye Playland
Prompted By Amusement Park Memories
/ Stories
Rye Playland Growing up in the Bronx our nearest amusement park was Rye Playland on Long Island Sound north of the city in Westchester County. As a kid I was often taken there by my parents, but my memories of those childhood trips are vague. As a teenager however, I remember Rye as a favorite…
Read More
Lydia
Prompted By Tattoos and Piercings
/ Stories
Lydia Before tattooing became as commonplace as it is today – especially for women – there was Lydia. And here’s Groucho to tell us all about her! – Dana Susan Lehrman
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Fear of the Other
Prompted By Fears and Phobias
/ Stories
Fear of the Other I’m a white woman who for years worked in a public high school in New York’s inner city – in fact in the infamous south Bronx of Fort Apache fame. I usually carpooled to work with fellow teachers but at times took the subway from my upper east-side Manhattan neighborhood . As…
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A Glass Menagerie from the Five and Dime
Prompted By Shopping: Then and Now
/ Stories
A Glass Menagerie from The Five and Dime When I was a kid there were two stores In my Bronx neighborhood we called the “five-and-dimes”. One was Woolworth which of course was a national chain, and the other was Fishers which I think was just a local store. Yet to my child’s sensibility they were…
Read More
The Great Pickleball Noise War
Prompted By Silence
/ Stories
The Great Pickleball Noise War I was an adult when I started playing tennis seriously, but try as I might to ratchet up my game I seemed to have plateaued at intermediate level 3. I was too good to enjoy playing with beginners, and not good enough to play with advanced players who certainly didn’t…
Read More
Ulysses
Prompted By Books That Inspired Me
/ Stories
Ulysses Please don’t think I’m an insufferable literary snob if I tell you I’ve read Ulysses several times. But in fact I have, and I think it’s indeed a masterpiece, and not at all as hard to read and understand as you may have been led to believe. (See My Love Affair with James Joyce)…
Read More
Mother’s Little Helper
Prompted By Pills
/ Stories
Mother’s Little Helper After a trouble-free pregnancy, and a complication-free C-section, I gave birth to a healthy baby boy. We hired a wonderful baby nurse to show us the ropes, we had loving grandparents living nearby, and I was on maternity leave from a job I loved that would wait for me when I…
Read More
Washed Apple
Prompted By Acquired Tastes
/ Stories
Washed Apple My father was a wonderful guy and I’ve shared many loving memories of him. (See My Father, the Outsider Artist, My Dad and the Word Processor, Saying Farewell to a Special Guy, and Six Pack) But he did have some strange food-related tastes and habits. Apples were his favorite fruit, and when…
Read More
The Sweeter the Wine
Prompted By Acquired Tastes
/ Stories
The Sweeter the Wine Wine was not exactly an acquired taste of mine, but rather a delayed one. For years I was a teetotaler – not by choice mind you, but on doctor’s orders. I suffered from migraine headaches since I was a young girl, and I had been told wine…
Read More

