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The Tenth One Goes to Michigan by
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1963, the year I started college, was a rather schizophrenic time for women. There were glimmerings of feminism and social activism, but a lot of the old expectations for women lived side-by-side with these new ideas.
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The Kindness of a Child by
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He climbed up the slide like a superhero, reassuring the child not to worry saying, “Don’t be afraid. I’m here for you. I’ll go down with you.”
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Haunted by the 2000 Election by
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On this Halloween, I pray the results of the upcoming election do not make it into another one that haunts me. Our country deserves a treat rather than a trick this time.
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I’m Persisting, I’m Speaking, and I’m Voting by
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Random thoughts from a nasty woman facing a long winter … One of my favorite political memes is “Nevertheless, she persisted,” said by Mitch McConnell to Elizabeth Warren back in February of 2017. She refused to be silenced while reading a letter into the Senate record written by Coretta Scott King opposing Jeff Sessions for…
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How Computers Wrecked What Really Mattered by
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The more computer savvy I became, the less contact I had with those little humans who mattered so much to me.
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Shoes That Made Me Cry by
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Prompted By Shoes

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As one of our guides said, “They disappeared.” Only their shoes remained behind. Some of them were so tiny.
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Walking Away from Home in my Weejuns by
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Prompted By Shoes

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Weejuns represented my journey in college to becoming my own person.
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Good Funerals by
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Prompted By Final Farewell

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Funerals were forbidden when I was growing up. They were mysterious events my parents attended with other adults. My first introduction to this final rite of passage was my grandfather Philip Krut’s funeral on May 2, 1972. I was 26 years old and the mother of a one-year-old. Did I attend alone? Were my husband…
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Bar/Bat Mitzvah Reflections Over Generations by
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Prompted By Rites of Passage

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In Judaism, turning thirteen is a big deal. For generations, boys were called to read from the Torah in a ceremony called a bar mitzvah, which marked their entry as an adult into the Jewish community. This was a boys-only club until March 18, 1922, when American rabbi Mordecai Kaplan held the first bat mitzvah…
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My Write Brain by
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Prompted By Brain Games

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I was 68 when my “write brain” took over. I have written over 800 stories and a book since I retired. While I don’t do brain games, my brain is far from idle. In fact, it may be a bit too busy.
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