Suprise Me

My experience in returning to Lake Placid that late afternoon encapsulated the rightness of my choice. Read More

The downside of a house of mementoes is that it is hard to throw anything out.  I think the oldest thing I  have is something that eluded getting thrown out by several generations, but I don’t really know its story.  This is all I know. Read More

A Family Heirloom, treasured, but never used. Read More

He prostrated himself before this divine sight, this river of steel issuing miraculously out of the ground. Read More

Death is an impenetrable wall.  I can etch messages into my side of it, yearning, regretting, remembering with exquisite fondness her smile... Read More

I was so shy, I was a skirt-hugger. I loved to play with my dolls, the kids in my neighborhood and was dazzled by the performing arts. My first love was ballet and I started lessons at the age of seven. With flat feet and a sickly constitution, I wasn’t very good, and often missed… Read More

How to Raise a City Kid Years ago when our son was a toddler many of our friends began fleeing to the suburbs.  They couldn’t imagine raising a child in Manhattan with all the dirt and crime. “But think of  the culture!”,  I would say. At the Met Museum five-year-old Noah,  wide-eyed at Arms &… Read More

But I do think some of the changes necessitated by the pandemic will be positive ones if we choose to learn from them. Read More

Being first born, I got to do things first. Generally an advantage, but not always. Read More

After both of my parents had died, I was left with some special memorabilia and a powerful need to remember them. Read More