Suprise Me

I stopped using my diaphragm. Not surprisingly, I got pregnant. Read More

Summers on Martha’s Vineyard start slow, pick up steam, then fly by. The third week in August has a particularly frantic pace, as the Agricultural Fair runs Thursday-Sunday of that week, with a carnival side-show, all sorts of animal displays, judging other displays within the Agricultural Hall; photos, crafts, giant pumpkins, everything from across the… Read More

As we prepared for bar mitzvah parties in 1964, my mother put me in a local dance class, which met in someone’s basement one day a week. All the “cool” kids were in the group. I was not cool, but took the class anyway. We learned to waltz, two-step and fox trot. Basic dance steps… Read More

Guardian  I never thought we’d lose touch or become estranged from good friends,   but sadly it happened.   (See The Gs and Malcolm)  But it seemed inconceivable that in our own family there’d be an estrangement,  but tragically that happened as well. In the early 1990s my sister Laurie married Andy,  and at the time… Read More

Kente Cloth I live on Manhattan’s upper eastside across the street from Gracie Mansion,  the beautiful 1799 Federal- style house that overlooks the East River and is the residence of New York’s mayor and his family. On any given day I might see cops,  TV cameras, and angry protesters in front of the Mansion,  or… Read More

I told them I was only eight, but I promised the announcers that when I was older I would drink Stroh’s beer and use Speedway 79 gasoline. Read More

As I approached Jeffrey, my face crimson, he uttered the word that doomed me – relax. Read More

I first published this story three years ago, on the prompt New Beginnings. Since it only got 3 comments, I’m thinking most of you never saw it. So here it is again. I’m feeling a little more optimistic now about 2020 than I was three years ago about 2017, but our country is not out… Read More

ASPCA “The cancer has spread.”.  said the vet,  “It’s time to put her down if you don’t want the cat to suffer.”  So broken-hearted,  we said goodbye to our beloved Lucy Gray. Taking a walk a few days later we found ourselves in front of the ASPCA.  We looked at each other and without a… Read More

What I find I keep is my memories, my dreams and sometimes things that I wish I could forget. ....I keep an old bird's nest that I found with a small feather resting in it. Read More