Suprise Me

On Mr. Toad’s Ride, I was killed by a freight train. But Small World put me back together. Read More

i think this is the space I need to write my story.  Please bear with me through it, dear reader.  It is painful for me to write, but write it I must.  For some odd reason, a personal journal does not fill my needs. I have never been good at journaling.  It feels too much… Read More

My beloved Rabbi Al Axelrad, who was the chaplain at Brandeis when I was an undergrad, retired many years later, but continued to lead High Holiday services until a few years ago. He was a true teacher. His services lasted a long time because he quoted from all sorts of outside texts and I always… Read More

There’s a gun in a case near Garth’s side of the bed. It looks mean. I’m afraid to touch it let alone pick it up. I thought I’d use the excuse of this prompt to face my fear, hold the gun, learn how to load it, even go to a shooting range and learn to… Read More

We welcomed a sexy teen to stay with us. Read More

The jury system is a good one, but not infallible. Variables other than facts in the case can sway jurors. Read More

Few boys, dreadful food, and gleepy green scum at the bottom of the lake--but the swimming, waterskiing, and guitar playing more than made up for it. 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

David was a very shy youngster, so shy that his nursery school teachers wanted him to do a transition year. We thought that was not in the best interests of a child who was already interested in reading and math, so instead, we found a small private school for his kindergarten year. There, his best… Read More

I have always been one who prefers to deal with negative emotions by assiduously not focusing on them Read More