Category Archives: Personal Memories
We All Need Moe Love
I can always count on Moe. Yesterday, as I was out on an afternoon walk with my dog Moe slushing through the snow that lines my neighborhood street, my mind was in a dark place. I felt emotionally depleted. The
We All Need Moe Love
I can always count on Moe. Yesterday, as I was out on an afternoon walk with my dog Moe slushing through the snow that lines my neighborhood street, my mind was in a dark place. I felt emotionally depleted. The
Puerto Rico All Dolled Up
If only all of Puerto Rico were as “white” and generic-looking as this vintage souvenir doll purports its citizens to be, maybe Trump and his MAGA maggots wouldn’t have gotten so worked up over Bad Bunny performing at the
Puerto Rico All Dolled Up
If only all of Puerto Rico were as “white” and generic-looking as this vintage souvenir doll purports its citizens to be, maybe Trump and his MAGA maggots wouldn’t have gotten so worked up over Bad Bunny performing at the
Our United States of Terror
State-sanctioned terror by armed thugs has kept me in a constant state of terror. As a Jew, reminders of Hitler’s Germany are triggered and like toxic waste that never degrades, old fears bubble up to the surface. Despite having been
Our United States of Terror
State-sanctioned terror by armed thugs has kept me in a constant state of terror. As a Jew, reminders of Hitler’s Germany are triggered and like toxic waste that never degrades, old fears bubble up to the surface. Despite having been
Tatiana Schlossberg Dies at 35- Crushing Sorrow For Caroline Kennedy
In a year of tremendous losses, the devastating news of the death of Tatiana Schlossberg daughter of Caroline Kennedy Schlossberg, feels almost unbearable as we close out the year. This “annus horribilis” can’t end soon enough. The brilliant environmental journalist
Tatiana Schlossberg Dies at 35- Crushing Sorrow For Caroline Kennedy
In a year of tremendous losses, the devastating news of the death of Tatiana Schlossberg daughter of Caroline Kennedy Schlossberg, feels almost unbearable as we close out the year. This “annus horribilis” can’t end soon enough. The brilliant environmental journalist
Christmas With the Chipmunks
In my home, there was nothing unusual that on the last snowy night of Hanukkah in December 1963, after we had lit all the candles on the menorah, one of Hanukkah gifts was a Christmas album- “Christmas With the Chipmunks.”
Christmas With the Chipmunks
In my home, there was nothing unusual that on the last snowy night of Hanukkah in December 1963, after we had lit all the candles on the menorah, one of Hanukkah gifts was a Christmas album- “Christmas With the Chipmunks.”
How America Met Rob Reiner – The Legacy of All In The Family
Rob Reiner was the first person I ever saw on television stand up to a bigot. And fifty years later, he still was. Though now the bigot from Queens was no longer his father-in-law, a foreman on a loading dock,
How America Met Rob Reiner – The Legacy of All In The Family
Rob Reiner was the first person I ever saw on television stand up to a bigot. And fifty years later, he still was. Though now the bigot from Queens was no longer his father-in-law, a foreman on a loading dock,
Hanukkah Light Dimmed by Darkness
As Hanukkah has begun around the world, a celebration has already faced a mass shooting terrorist attack in Sydney, Australia. At least 12 Jews were killed on Bondi Beach. Though this morning Jews woke up to a day of yet
Hanukkah Light Dimmed by Darkness
As Hanukkah has begun around the world, a celebration has already faced a mass shooting terrorist attack in Sydney, Australia. At least 12 Jews were killed on Bondi Beach. Though this morning Jews woke up to a day of yet
I Am An American
On a bookshelf in my cluttered office is a small, hardcover book I was given in third grade. The well-worn book nestled in between my many Dick, Jane, and Sally tomes is titled “I Am An American.” The mission of
I Am An American
On a bookshelf in my cluttered office is a small, hardcover book I was given in third grade. The well-worn book nestled in between my many Dick, Jane, and Sally tomes is titled “I Am An American.” The mission of
AIDS Awareness Day -No to Silence
Today, on World AIDS Day, Donald Trump wants there to be silence. I say no to silence. More than 20,000 Americans died before Ronald Reagan could bring himself to say the word AIDS in public because it was a “Gay
AIDS Awareness Day -No to Silence
Today, on World AIDS Day, Donald Trump wants there to be silence. I say no to silence. More than 20,000 Americans died before Ronald Reagan could bring himself to say the word AIDS in public because it was a “Gay
Forgotten Fall Rituals – Burning Leaves and Fear of Fallout
Jumping in the pile of crunchy, dead leaves, hurling them into the air like confetti, was a fall ritual for mid-century kids. So was burning leaves. That earthy smell of burning autumn leaves is forever seared in my mind, transporting
Forgotten Fall Rituals – Burning Leaves and Fear of Fallout
Jumping in the pile of crunchy, dead leaves, hurling them into the air like confetti, was a fall ritual for mid-century kids. So was burning leaves. That earthy smell of burning autumn leaves is forever seared in my mind, transporting
Envisioning The American Dream 