Category Archives: Personal Memories
The LIRR Train Ticket I Could Never Throw Away: 25 Years After 9/11
Like everyone, September 11 is burned into my mind a quarter of a century later. We all have our stories of that day. This is mine. I still have my husband’s Long Island Rail Road ticket from September 11, 2001.
The LIRR Train Ticket I Could Never Throw Away: 25 Years After 9/11
Like everyone, September 11 is burned into my mind a quarter of a century later. We all have our stories of that day. This is mine. I still have my husband’s Long Island Rail Road ticket from September 11, 2001.
Glorious Gloria Steinem
It is hard to imagine a world without the glorious Gloria Steinem, A woman like no other who had an enormous impact on countless lives, including a shy suburban girl in the early 1970s. For many women of a certain
Glorious Gloria Steinem
It is hard to imagine a world without the glorious Gloria Steinem, A woman like no other who had an enormous impact on countless lives, including a shy suburban girl in the early 1970s. For many women of a certain
How My Love Affair With Dogs Began With a Man named Moe
I woke up with Moe on the mind. My dog Moe, was not the first Moe in my life. The Three Stooges notwithstanding, the only other Moe I ever knew was my father’s law partner, who unknowingly was instrumental in
How My Love Affair With Dogs Began With a Man named Moe
I woke up with Moe on the mind. My dog Moe, was not the first Moe in my life. The Three Stooges notwithstanding, the only other Moe I ever knew was my father’s law partner, who unknowingly was instrumental in
The Photograph That Started the Question-The Story Behind a July 4th Photograph and the American Dream it Captured.
When I was cleaning out my parents’ Long Island home a few years ago in advance of selling the 1955 shingled ranch house I grew up in, long-lost remnants of my otherwise well-documented childhood appeared as though hidden in a
The Photograph That Started the Question-The Story Behind a July 4th Photograph and the American Dream it Captured.
When I was cleaning out my parents’ Long Island home a few years ago in advance of selling the 1955 shingled ranch house I grew up in, long-lost remnants of my otherwise well-documented childhood appeared as though hidden in a
Portrait of a Patriot A Picture Perfect July 4th 1962
When I was cleaning out my parents’ Long Island home a few years ago in advance of selling the 1955 shingled ranch house I grew up in, long-lost remnants of my otherwise well-documented childhood appeared as though hidden in a
Portrait of a Patriot A Picture Perfect July 4th 1962
When I was cleaning out my parents’ Long Island home a few years ago in advance of selling the 1955 shingled ranch house I grew up in, long-lost remnants of my otherwise well-documented childhood appeared as though hidden in a
What Kind of America Are We Becoming?
They are killing people on the streets of America. This is not MY America This is not OUR America I didn’t make my short film “I Am an American” because of Trump. I made it because the Trump administration forced me
What Kind of America Are We Becoming?
They are killing people on the streets of America. This is not MY America This is not OUR America I didn’t make my short film “I Am an American” because of Trump. I made it because the Trump administration forced me
Picturing the Past -A Century Old Photo and The Stories It tells.
In 1926, while flaming youth roared and thousands mourned the death of Rudolph Valentino, my grandparents, Sadie and Arthur Joseph, were overjoyed at the birth of their second daughter, Betty Francine, my mother. Always a joyous Bastille Day Birthday, this
Picturing the Past -A Century Old Photo and The Stories It tells.
In 1926, while flaming youth roared and thousands mourned the death of Rudolph Valentino, my grandparents, Sadie and Arthur Joseph, were overjoyed at the birth of their second daughter, Betty Francine, my mother. Always a joyous Bastille Day Birthday, this
Watch- “I Am An American”
What happens when the country you pledged allegiance to is no longer the country you recognize? A worn third-grade civics book becomes the lens through which I examine America’s broken promises. Beginning with the patriotic lessons of my 1963 classroom,
Watch- “I Am An American”
What happens when the country you pledged allegiance to is no longer the country you recognize? A worn third-grade civics book becomes the lens through which I examine America’s broken promises. Beginning with the patriotic lessons of my 1963 classroom,
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 Dick Jane and Sally primers is titled I Am an American. This book was brand
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 Dick Jane and Sally primers is titled I Am an American. This book was brand
FDR’s Birthday Balls -A Birthday Celebration Worthy of a President
Everything about Trump’s tacky, self-indulgent atrocity billed as a Birthday Celebration was vulgar. The travesty was worse than we imagined. A violent, Vegas-style carousel of greased-up men duking it out Gladiator style on the White House lawn, desecrating sacred ground
FDR’s Birthday Balls -A Birthday Celebration Worthy of a President
Everything about Trump’s tacky, self-indulgent atrocity billed as a Birthday Celebration was vulgar. The travesty was worse than we imagined. A violent, Vegas-style carousel of greased-up men duking it out Gladiator style on the White House lawn, desecrating sacred ground
Envisioning The American Dream 