Category Archives: Personal Memories
Norman Lear -Those Were the Days
Where were you on the night of January 12, 1971? Specifically at 9:30 pm EST. You may be scratching your head at what seems like an obscure date, but if you are a certain age, that chilly Tuesday night changed
Norman Lear -Those Were the Days
Where were you on the night of January 12, 1971? Specifically at 9:30 pm EST. You may be scratching your head at what seems like an obscure date, but if you are a certain age, that chilly Tuesday night changed
Creature Comforts and Doggie Heirlooms
Every pocket in every coat is filled with reminders of my dog Stanley. As the first nippy day in New York began I grabbed my puffer winter coat for the first time this season. As I stuck my hand
Creature Comforts and Doggie Heirlooms
Every pocket in every coat is filled with reminders of my dog Stanley. As the first nippy day in New York began I grabbed my puffer winter coat for the first time this season. As I stuck my hand
Sixty Years Ago November 22, 1963 An Ordinary Day Turned Extraordinary
Friday, November 22, 1963, began as ordinarily as any other school day. That crisp N.Y. fall morning gave no indication that 60 years later it would be one burned into my consciousness. By afternoon, life in our country would never
Sixty Years Ago November 22, 1963 An Ordinary Day Turned Extraordinary
Friday, November 22, 1963, began as ordinarily as any other school day. That crisp N.Y. fall morning gave no indication that 60 years later it would be one burned into my consciousness. By afternoon, life in our country would never
Doggone it, Dog Dating Is Hard
Confession. I’ve been consumed with swiping right on my iPhone. Recently I found myself knee-deep in the dating pool, though truthfully the pool is filled with lots of dogs. Literally. For the past several weeks I have been furtively searching
Doggone it, Dog Dating Is Hard
Confession. I’ve been consumed with swiping right on my iPhone. Recently I found myself knee-deep in the dating pool, though truthfully the pool is filled with lots of dogs. Literally. For the past several weeks I have been furtively searching
Anti Antisemitism is a Perpetual Problem
We are all witnessing in real time that antisemitism is not a thing of the past but a perpetual problem. And for me, this perpetual problem has hit me in a very literal way. A commentator online chose
Anti Antisemitism is a Perpetual Problem
We are all witnessing in real time that antisemitism is not a thing of the past but a perpetual problem. And for me, this perpetual problem has hit me in a very literal way. A commentator online chose
High School Reunion
Saturday was going to be a very 1973 kind of night. I attended my 50th High School reunion. Though I publicly contemplated on Facebook wearing my Landlubber Jeans and Huckapoo shirt to the reunion, I was quickly admonished by the
High School Reunion
Saturday was going to be a very 1973 kind of night. I attended my 50th High School reunion. Though I publicly contemplated on Facebook wearing my Landlubber Jeans and Huckapoo shirt to the reunion, I was quickly admonished by the
Learning to Look- Threes Company
Grief pushes you to look for hope for signs and mine have come in threes. A few days after my beloved dog Stanley left, I had neither the interest nor inclination to go out to my garden and tend my
Learning to Look- Threes Company
Grief pushes you to look for hope for signs and mine have come in threes. A few days after my beloved dog Stanley left, I had neither the interest nor inclination to go out to my garden and tend my
Perpetual Care
In the past week, while the unspeakable horror of Hamas unfolded, and the gut-wrenching images tore at my Jewish soul as despair gripped us all, I had been enmeshed in a different, dark world – creating a highly personal
Perpetual Care
In the past week, while the unspeakable horror of Hamas unfolded, and the gut-wrenching images tore at my Jewish soul as despair gripped us all, I had been enmeshed in a different, dark world – creating a highly personal
Classic Clippings From The Vault
All publicity is good publicity. Okay, it’s not Cindy Adams, but how great that my first print write-up was in “Roz’s Ramblings” the kitschy column of my mother’s 1971 Sisterhood bulletin from our Nassau Community Temple. Only on Long Island
Classic Clippings From The Vault
All publicity is good publicity. Okay, it’s not Cindy Adams, but how great that my first print write-up was in “Roz’s Ramblings” the kitschy column of my mother’s 1971 Sisterhood bulletin from our Nassau Community Temple. Only on Long Island
9/11 Blue
It is the sense memories of September 11 that linger as vividly today as they did 22 years ago. It is impossible to see a particularly clear, otherworldly blue sky forever dubbed 9/11 Blue without it simultaneously conjuring up the
9/11 Blue
It is the sense memories of September 11 that linger as vividly today as they did 22 years ago. It is impossible to see a particularly clear, otherworldly blue sky forever dubbed 9/11 Blue without it simultaneously conjuring up the
Envisioning The American Dream 