Suprise Me

Some things never change. Like many of you, dear readers, I have a hoard of memorabilia. Mine includes early writing and poetry…most of it cringeworthy. That’s why it’s in my shed in a box labeled “TO SHRED OR DESTROY (without reading, please!)” For some reason I couldn’t (can’t!) seem to let it go…maybe I gleaned… Read More

We lived a half hour from Manhattan, and theatre tickets were cheap in those days - less than a movie costs now! Read More

It was also the night I committed the most anti-feminist act ever. I came with Paula but left with Fred. Read More

My first typing experience was on an old Royal manual.  I could go like a bat outta hell on that thing, typing 80 words a minute with maybe one typo.  The other people in the office where I worked would sometimes stand around my desk and just watch me.  My boss bragged about his secretary’s… Read More

Anti-Authoritarianism My German-born father was rather strict and accustomed to getting his own way.   When I turned 14 and was about to graduate from junior high he wanted to send me to boarding school in Switzerland.  I refused, not wanting to leave my friends and family. “It’s like the army,”  he retorted,  “and I’m… Read More

“Do you think my hair is falling out?” my sister asked. After going through a round of chemotherapy for lung cancer, hair loss would not be unexpected. She raked her fingers through her hair as she asked, and we both noticed  the silver strands she now held in her hand. After a moment, I asked… Read More

By 1972 I was half-way through Brandeis and had not seen my brother in two years. He was studying to become a rabbi at the Hebrew Union College in Cincinnati, but was spending two years in Israel, one as part of the regular curriculum, the second at Hebrew University in Jerusalem, digging more deeply into… Read More

Election Day Blues I don’t remember the first time I voted,  and altho a knee-jerk liberal,  I’ve never been particularly savvy about politics.  But my mother was very much so,  and I’m sure on my first Election Day  I took her advice as I usually have ever since   – “Vote Democratic;  and if candidates… Read More

This morning (March 23) I awoke to a wisp; it was there, just out beyond my reach, on the outer limits of my brain. I want to write it down before I forget it. Dreams rarely make sense, but they can give some insight into what’s on my mind. In this one, I was going… Read More

I love art, music (mostly singing, but listening as well) and now spend much of my time writing for Retrospect; a cultural triple threat. I have written over 250 stories on everything from my first job; Posing in 3-D, to the harrowing story of my grandparents’ escape from the 1906 Russian pogroms to their trip across the… Read More