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Route 101 looked like something out of a Mad Max movie ...
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Roussel was tall, elegant, very perceptive and demanding, but always kind and encouraging.
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We didn't have to sleep, but had to lie quietly for a time, which seemed like forever but couldn't have been more than 15 or 20 minutes.
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When I looked out the front door, I saw a hip-deep lake where my yard had been ...
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"We are stardust, we are golden, we are billion year old carbon."
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Turns out I was "only" 94% eastern European Jewish ...
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Outside my bay window I can see a parade of saris, hijabs, turbans, baseball caps, blue jeans, you name it.
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This story is something of a confession: I have had memorable episodes of boredom when I've been around other people ...
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She kept saying in her combination of Yiddish and English, "I can't believe they are walking on the moon."
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I'll never forget the syllabus for that summer Russian literature class, which included War and Peace, Anna Karenina, The Brothers Karamazov, Crime and Punishment, plus some stories by Pushkin, Gogol, and Chekov.
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Every 4th of July I spent in New Jersey I became exceptionally popular. This one time a year, everyone wanted me to be part of their group ...
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What's scary is how computer algorithms, AI, and all our technology can take data that is perfectly true and turn it into "facts" that are frighteningly false.
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If I still was feverish, I couldn't tell once we went outside in the steamy Caribbean.
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He said, "I look like Omar Sharif." I thought, "...yeah, and I look like Michelle Pfeiffer."
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United Cigar, run by the Cohen family, was packed with cigars and cigarettes, all types of magazine, and oh, the candy!
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The best college for you is the one that wants you to be there. ... choose the "wrong" major if it resonates with you.
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The bottom of the gym suit consisted of … bloomers. Yes, ballooning from the waist and ending in tight elastic at the widest part of the thigh.
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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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I knew I really wasn't supposed to take the car to the beach, but the temptation was too much.
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The moaning whine infiltrated my nightmares for years. It became a reminder of a situation we could not ignore.
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We poets are at all levels, from awesomely accomplished to beginner. I am somewhere in the middle.
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Add a land line phone and a black-and-white TV with a coat hanger for an antenna, and my décor was almost complete.
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It seemed like so much fun to me. The real story was much more sobering but also inspiring ...
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I kept listening for the tick of the biological clock, but it never ticked.
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I am nostalgic for many things but not all. Here is a quick take on some of the items from the 50s and 60s I don’t miss. Women’s clothing: Panty girdles, with their tourniquet-like grip on my thighs. I’ll spare folks the details of feminine hygiene products and accessories of the 60s, but suffice it…
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The diner's booths were large enough to swallow a child as small as I was.
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For the first and only time, I saw humans flying, literally levitating around the room, so graceful that their bare feet never made a sound when they landed.
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At first 1979 would not seem to be a year of love and laughter, with its gas lines, stagflation, and odd fashions. But in a subliminal moment, a butterfly might alight, even on dried grass or trash, and its perfect wings might wink at you for an instant before it vanishes. That’s how I feel…
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Reluctantly I did a second career report, but my heart wasn't in it ... I began to wish to be a writer.
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This was my first big revelation--not only had I thought I was different, I really was different. Not only was I in a different physical package from the rest of the group, I had a unique personality profile.
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[he] said that it took a special person to handle this job. The last woman left to become a nun. What an outrageous and fun way to start an interview!
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Any woman reading this will identify the "yeah, sure lady" response to our describing a problem with our cars. The same can apply to our bodies.
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One of our family favorites was the goofy spy spoof "Get Smart." Don Adams had a never-ending variety of clumsy antics as a Control agent fighting Chaos (and losing).
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The characters I played were the ugly, the sad, the silly, the mad, the funny, the old, and the dead. Any role that was quirky attracted me.
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Who knew that wind chimes, sunlight through stained glass, and sandalwood could open up another world, one of peace and love?
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Few boys, dreadful food, and gleepy green scum at the bottom of the lake--but the swimming, waterskiing, and guitar playing more than made up for it.
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How they made their way in this strange place to find my great grandfather, with no money and speaking no English, I have no idea.
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In the 1950s and 1960s, there was no television reception on Long Beach Island. Instead, we went out after dinner for lemon ice (made with real lemons and cane sugar), and played a round of miniature golf.
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Jeff lived next door to my close friend Sherry, so I hung out at her house, trying to make myself visible without being too pushy. That’s what girls did in 1970. Boys did the asking to the prom.
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She passed for 16 so she could work in a garment factory. She never saw the inside of a school room but had wanted to be a doctor. ... She was a woman grounded in tradition who never stopped looking to the future.
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... numbers corresponding to the days of the year were written on slips of paper and placed in plastic capsules, which were put into a deep glass jar (at the time I’d imagined a bingo cage).
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Her mouth rounded as she faced us and said, "This is Oh--Oh--repeat after me:
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Ten Miles in Ninety Minutes
Prompted By Road Rage
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Route 101 looked like something out of a Mad Max movie ...
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Loved the material, loved the students
Prompted By An Unforgettable Person
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Roussel was tall, elegant, very perceptive and demanding, but always kind and encouraging.
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Snacks and Naps
Prompted By Kindergarten
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We didn't have to sleep, but had to lie quietly for a time, which seemed like forever but couldn't have been more than 15 or 20 minutes.
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Fish in the Street, Snakes Under Glass
Prompted By Weather
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When I looked out the front door, I saw a hip-deep lake where my yard had been ...
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Back to the Garden
Prompted By Woodstock
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"We are stardust, we are golden, we are billion year old carbon."
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The Great British Heritage Mystery
Prompted By Genealogy
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Turns out I was "only" 94% eastern European Jewish ...
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A New Normal Neighborhood
Prompted By Neighbors
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Outside my bay window I can see a parade of saris, hijabs, turbans, baseball caps, blue jeans, you name it.
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Bored Among the Crowds
Prompted By Boredom
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This story is something of a confession: I have had memorable episodes of boredom when I've been around other people ...
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From Earth Dust to Moon Dust
Prompted By Moon Landing
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She kept saying in her combination of Yiddish and English, "I can't believe they are walking on the moon."
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Tomes Against the Tides
Prompted By Beach Reads
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I'll never forget the syllabus for that summer Russian literature class, which included War and Peace, Anna Karenina, The Brothers Karamazov, Crime and Punishment, plus some stories by Pushkin, Gogol, and Chekov.
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Mosquito Magnet
Prompted By Fireworks
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Every 4th of July I spent in New Jersey I became exceptionally popular. This one time a year, everyone wanted me to be part of their group ...
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Algorithms Never Lie
Prompted By Honesty
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What's scary is how computer algorithms, AI, and all our technology can take data that is perfectly true and turn it into "facts" that are frighteningly false.
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Cruising with the Flu (Hot, Hot, Hot)
Prompted By Honeymoon
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If I still was feverish, I couldn't tell once we went outside in the steamy Caribbean.
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My lunch with Omar Sharif
Prompted By First Dates
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He said, "I look like Omar Sharif." I thought, "...yeah, and I look like Michelle Pfeiffer."
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A Stroll Down Bloomfield Avenue
Prompted By Shopping Local
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United Cigar, run by the Cohen family, was packed with cigars and cigarettes, all types of magazine, and oh, the candy!
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Why Virginia Woolf Landed Me a Client
Prompted By College Majors as Career Gaugers
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The best college for you is the one that wants you to be there. ... choose the "wrong" major if it resonates with you.
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PE ABCs: Agony from Bombardment to C Stunts
Prompted By PE Pleasures and Perils
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The bottom of the gym suit consisted of … bloomers. Yes, ballooning from the waist and ending in tight elastic at the widest part of the thigh.
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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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Driving Down the Shore
Prompted By Learning to Drive
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I knew I really wasn't supposed to take the car to the beach, but the temptation was too much.
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Shelters, Signs, and Sirens
Prompted By Cold War Coping
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The moaning whine infiltrated my nightmares for years. It became a reminder of a situation we could not ignore.
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Poetic Solace in Turbulent Times
Prompted By Poetry
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We poets are at all levels, from awesomely accomplished to beginner. I am somewhere in the middle.
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Quirky Neighbors in a Modest Place
Prompted By My First Apartment
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Add a land line phone and a black-and-white TV with a coat hanger for an antenna, and my décor was almost complete.
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Ta-ra-ra-boom-dee-ay
Prompted By The Draft & Vietnam
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It seemed like so much fun to me. The real story was much more sobering but also inspiring ...
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Childless with no regrets
Prompted By Parenthood
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I kept listening for the tick of the biological clock, but it never ticked.
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Some “thens” I don’t miss
Prompted By That Was Then, This Is Now
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I am nostalgic for many things but not all. Here is a quick take on some of the items from the 50s and 60s I don’t miss. Women’s clothing: Panty girdles, with their tourniquet-like grip on my thighs. I’ll spare folks the details of feminine hygiene products and accessories of the 60s, but suffice it…
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Hot turkey sandwiches at the Claremont Diner
Prompted By Restaurants
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The diner's booths were large enough to swallow a child as small as I was.
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The Kendo Mindset: Art Imitates Sports
Prompted By Sports
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For the first and only time, I saw humans flying, literally levitating around the room, so graceful that their bare feet never made a sound when they landed.
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The Year of Learning, Laughter, and Love
Prompted By A Year in the Life
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At first 1979 would not seem to be a year of love and laughter, with its gas lines, stagflation, and odd fashions. But in a subliminal moment, a butterfly might alight, even on dried grass or trash, and its perfect wings might wink at you for an instant before it vanishes. That’s how I feel…
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A wish that went full circle
Prompted By Be Careful What You Wish For
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Reluctantly I did a second career report, but my heart wasn't in it ... I began to wish to be a writer.
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Different in many ways
Prompted By Being Different
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This was my first big revelation--not only had I thought I was different, I really was different. Not only was I in a different physical package from the rest of the group, I had a unique personality profile.
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Do what you love, even if the money doesn’t follow
Prompted By The Road Not Taken
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[he] said that it took a special person to handle this job. The last woman left to become a nun. What an outrageous and fun way to start an interview!
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The Kvetching Diseases
Prompted By Illness
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Any woman reading this will identify the "yeah, sure lady" response to our describing a problem with our cars. The same can apply to our bodies.
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Smart Spies
Prompted By What We Watched
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One of our family favorites was the goofy spy spoof "Get Smart." Don Adams had a never-ending variety of clumsy antics as a Control agent fighting Chaos (and losing).
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Belonging
Prompted By Let's Put On a Show
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The characters I played were the ugly, the sad, the silly, the mad, the funny, the old, and the dead. Any role that was quirky attracted me.
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Day tripping to the Cape
Prompted By Summer of Love
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Who knew that wind chimes, sunlight through stained glass, and sandalwood could open up another world, one of peace and love?
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A summer “a la francaise”
Prompted By Camp
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Few boys, dreadful food, and gleepy green scum at the bottom of the lake--but the swimming, waterskiing, and guitar playing more than made up for it.
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Bypassing Ellis Island
Prompted By Immigrants
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How they made their way in this strange place to find my great grandfather, with no money and speaking no English, I have no idea.
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Salt Water, Lemon Ice, and No TV
Prompted By The Beach
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In the 1950s and 1960s, there was no television reception on Long Beach Island. Instead, we went out after dinner for lemon ice (made with real lemons and cane sugar), and played a round of miniature golf.
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How I almost went to the prom but got even instead
Prompted By Prom
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Jeff lived next door to my close friend Sherry, so I hung out at her house, trying to make myself visible without being too pushy. That’s what girls did in 1970. Boys did the asking to the prom.
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Grandma Rose
Prompted By Grandparents & Grandchildren
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She passed for 16 so she could work in a garment factory. She never saw the inside of a school room but had wanted to be a doctor. ... She was a woman grounded in tradition who never stopped looking to the future.
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Betting on the end
Prompted By The Draft & Vietnam
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... numbers corresponding to the days of the year were written on slips of paper and placed in plastic capsules, which were put into a deep glass jar (at the time I’d imagined a bingo cage).
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Oh!
Prompted By First Day of School
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Her mouth rounded as she faced us and said, "This is Oh--Oh--repeat after me:
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