Category Archives: Personal Memories
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
Labor Day- End of Summer or Endless Summer
“If there’s a heaven for me I’m sure it has a beach attached” -Jimmy Buffett It seemed wistfully appropriate that news of Jimmy Buffett’s death came at the beginning of Labor Day weekend that demarcation point of summer’s symbolic
Labor Day- End of Summer or Endless Summer
“If there’s a heaven for me I’m sure it has a beach attached” -Jimmy Buffett It seemed wistfully appropriate that news of Jimmy Buffett’s death came at the beginning of Labor Day weekend that demarcation point of summer’s symbolic
My Season of Heat and Heartache-How Art Mirrors Life
In the midst of a heavy downpour, a box of magazines was delivered to my front door last Wednesday. The soggy cardboard carton splattered with Rorschach-like raindrops seemed to replicate my own multi-layered tears. Finally, it seemed the weather matched
My Season of Heat and Heartache-How Art Mirrors Life
In the midst of a heavy downpour, a box of magazines was delivered to my front door last Wednesday. The soggy cardboard carton splattered with Rorschach-like raindrops seemed to replicate my own multi-layered tears. Finally, it seemed the weather matched
Stanley’s Story
Everything about my dog Stanley has been miraculous. His longevity was among them. I never had the good fortune to have a dog live to 14 years of age. So it was with enormous gratitude that a week ago Tuesday
Stanley’s Story
Everything about my dog Stanley has been miraculous. His longevity was among them. I never had the good fortune to have a dog live to 14 years of age. So it was with enormous gratitude that a week ago Tuesday
At Home With Pee Wee Herman
Pee Wee Herman, forever enshrined in popular culture, was until recently forever enshrined in my home. The quirky and loveable man-child kept me company for decades. Long after his beloved Saturday morning TV show went off the air, Pee Wee
At Home With Pee Wee Herman
Pee Wee Herman, forever enshrined in popular culture, was until recently forever enshrined in my home. The quirky and loveable man-child kept me company for decades. Long after his beloved Saturday morning TV show went off the air, Pee Wee
Barbie and the Bomb
While other girls my age coveted a Barbie Dream House in 1962, I longed for a home fallout shelter. It was the great disappointment of my mid-century childhood that my New York family never had one. The truth is Barbie’s
Barbie and the Bomb
While other girls my age coveted a Barbie Dream House in 1962, I longed for a home fallout shelter. It was the great disappointment of my mid-century childhood that my New York family never had one. The truth is Barbie’s
The Spirit Of Bastille Day
As many of you know when I was a little girl I was a little boy. From the tender age of three until about seven, I was known in my family as “Pierre the Artist” who lived in Paris It’s
The Spirit Of Bastille Day
As many of you know when I was a little girl I was a little boy. From the tender age of three until about seven, I was known in my family as “Pierre the Artist” who lived in Paris It’s
Envisioning The American Dream 