Suprise Me

Jews were told to remove their shoes and then shot by the Hungarian Arrow Cross and pushed into the river. As one of our guides said, “They disappeared.” Only their shoes remained behind. Read More

Munro – Germany 1945  Munro Our son’s middle name is Munro.  It’s a Scottish name and a bit unusual for an American kid,  but it’s in keeping with the Jewish tradition of naming a child for someone beloved who has passed away.  In fact the Munro we knew had been a mentor to my husband… Read More

December, 2003, my first time volunteering for the huge “December Sale” at the School of the Museum of Fine Arts. My friend Barbara Cole Lee chaired this sale which ran over several days during the first week of December. She is a force of nature, brought in significant buyers from the art world and beyond… Read More

One guilty pleasure I share with my husband is PBS Masterpiece Theater serials Read More

I knew I'd crossed a threshold when I drew my first real blank on a name. Read More

If home is the place “where everybody knows your name,” where you have friends that date back over 50 years, Evanston is my home town. Read More

My sister checks in with the woman behind the counter, signing her name and mentioning what she’s there for. It hardly seems necessary to mention this. Everyone who enters this room, unless they are a support person like me, is here for one reason: they have cancer. Read More

My father was leaving the lecture hall when he stepped out of the doorway and a snowball—or more accurately, an ice ball—came hurling from the side and hit him directly across his open eye. Read More

“Que lastima,” says a delicate-featured little girl. What a pity. Read More

I didn’t much give a damn for wearing glasses. Read More