Category Archives: Personal Memories
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
My Mother’s Love Grew in My Garden. It Still Does
A few weeks ago was my mother Betty’s yartzeit. 18 years. My mother has now been gone the length of my entire childhood. Those first 18 years seemed like an eternity as I was growing up. A lifetime, in
My Mother’s Love Grew in My Garden. It Still Does
A few weeks ago was my mother Betty’s yartzeit. 18 years. My mother has now been gone the length of my entire childhood. Those first 18 years seemed like an eternity as I was growing up. A lifetime, in
RIP RFK The Day Hope Died
Robert F. Kennedy represented hope. But on June 6, 1968, a nation was left once more to watch and grieve and wonder after another senseless act of violence robbed us of that hope. The GE alarm clock in my bedroom
RIP RFK The Day Hope Died
Robert F. Kennedy represented hope. But on June 6, 1968, a nation was left once more to watch and grieve and wonder after another senseless act of violence robbed us of that hope. The GE alarm clock in my bedroom
Marilyn Monroe and Me
I was four years old in 1959, when I first dressed up as Marilyn Monroe, and it would follow me to my freshman year at Syracuse University, where I regularly roamed the halls of my dorm, decked out as the
Marilyn Monroe and Me
I was four years old in 1959, when I first dressed up as Marilyn Monroe, and it would follow me to my freshman year at Syracuse University, where I regularly roamed the halls of my dorm, decked out as the
Missing My Father and his America
Yesterday, my thoughts were all about my mother. Today I’m thinking of my father Marvin, on his 9th yahrzeit. As so many of us who are children of the greatest generation, there is an uncomfortable relief I feel that he
Missing My Father and his America
Yesterday, my thoughts were all about my mother. Today I’m thinking of my father Marvin, on his 9th yahrzeit. As so many of us who are children of the greatest generation, there is an uncomfortable relief I feel that he
Sleeping With Our Dogs
At this age, I may have lost count of how many people I’ve slept with in my life, but I can count on my hand the number of dogs with whom I’ve shared my bed. Only two. You always remember
Sleeping With Our Dogs
At this age, I may have lost count of how many people I’ve slept with in my life, but I can count on my hand the number of dogs with whom I’ve shared my bed. Only two. You always remember
Rape Academy- Old School
Rape Academy is one school you never want your son to attend. A website teaching men how to sexually assault women recently went viral. A shockwave was felt when CNN uncovered an online community they describe as a massive
Rape Academy- Old School
Rape Academy is one school you never want your son to attend. A website teaching men how to sexually assault women recently went viral. A shockwave was felt when CNN uncovered an online community they describe as a massive
Sleep Away Camp 1969
In the late 1960’s, a world before screens and social media made sexual content just a click away, a pre-teen like myself learned the facts of life at summer sleep-away camp. Late at night, when the lights went out, the
Sleep Away Camp 1969
In the late 1960’s, a world before screens and social media made sexual content just a click away, a pre-teen like myself learned the facts of life at summer sleep-away camp. Late at night, when the lights went out, the
How I Found Something Cheerful As I Mourned My Mother
I just struck ephemera gold! On the afternoon of my mother Betty’s yahrzeit, a day spent reflecting on the fact that her passing now spanned the entirety of my childhood, I learned something about Mom’s own childhood that I never
How I Found Something Cheerful As I Mourned My Mother
I just struck ephemera gold! On the afternoon of my mother Betty’s yahrzeit, a day spent reflecting on the fact that her passing now spanned the entirety of my childhood, I learned something about Mom’s own childhood that I never
Grief Has No Time Frame
Today, my mother has been gone the length of my entire childhood. 18 years. Those first 18 years seemed like an eternity as I was growing up. An entire lifetime, in fact. Yet now 18 years seems to have passed
Grief Has No Time Frame
Today, my mother has been gone the length of my entire childhood. 18 years. Those first 18 years seemed like an eternity as I was growing up. An entire lifetime, in fact. Yet now 18 years seems to have passed
Envisioning The American Dream 