Suprise Me

Close your eyes and think of baseball. Read More

Sports Fanatic This may not exactly be a Super Bowl story as we’re a baseball family,  but it’s as close as I can get! A few years ago our friend Jon called on a  Saturday morning.  It just happened to be the third day of the World Series. ”We haven’t seen you guys for awhile,… Read More

My grandfather died when I was a kid, but he gave me a love for the game. Read More

But I don’t want cursive to die. Because from one hand to the next, it’s such a distinctive expression of who each of us is. Read More

My mother was terrified of dogs. Dogs had been used during the 1906 pogroms against my grandparents in Russia. My grandmother would cross to the other side of the street to avoid coming close to a dog. She instilled that fear in my mother as well. I guess I understood, but I LOVED them and… Read More

Each child was my child. Read More

Then someone said, "You guys get up there." Bud and I looked at each other. Why the hell not? Read More

The schout whereupon demanded that the defendant "shall be punished as a tumultuous and seditious person . . . " Read More

“Behold it is the Springtide of the year. Over and past is Winter’s gloomy reign. The happy time of singing birds is near, And clad in bud and blooms are hill and plain.” That is the first verse of my favorite Passover song. I sang it in Junior Choir at my Temple. I even sang… Read More

Life is a Highway  You may remember that I’ve banged up a few cars in my day, including my husband’s beloved T -bird.  (See Fender Bender and Rainy Night on the Highway) Finally I decided it was time to face the music and so early one Sunday morning I found myself at a mid-town hotel for a day-long… Read More