Suprise Me

I couldn’t wait to move out of my parents’ house after high school. I had decided to take what is now referred to as a “gap year,” and got no end of flak from my parents about it. I went searching for a job so I could make the first and last months’ rent for… Read More

Patti and I simultaneously glanced up a side street, spotted a pizzeria, and nodded knowingly at each other. Read More

“Over-educated and under qualified”. That’s what the folks at SofTech said to me when I was desperate for a job in August of 1974. I had graduated the previous May from Brandeis University, magna cum lauda with a BA in Theatre Arts with honors and a Massachusetts teaching certificate in Secondary Speech and English. Married a… Read More

The skin on my grandmother’s hands was paper thin. It’s what I remember most about her. She also had piercing brown eyes and a way of clamping her lips together that signaled her disapproval. She wasn’t a warm and affectionate sort of grandmother. Not at all. She was more of a “my way or the… Read More

I hope my children picture me as a doting grandmother, happily playing with their children, unburdened by the daily demands of parenting. And it’s true that one of the joys of having grandchildren is spending special time together. To me, that means reading books, drawing, going to the park, singing and dancing to Beatles tunes… Read More

Why exactly did we need the hats? Read More

"...to escape this deepening Twilight Zone of thoughtless reacting to an imaginary world of maufactured facts." Read More

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Turns out I was "only" 94% eastern European Jewish ... Read More

It is Monday, October 2, 1978. As I wait for my flight to Pittsburgh, I watch Bucky Dent break the hearts of thousands of Boston baseball fans. Read More