Category Archives: Personal Memories
World Trade Center Remembered
From The Vault: I watched the World Trade Center going up and I would eventually watch those majestic towers fall. Only days before September 11, I had moved from the New York City I loved to one of its leafy
World Trade Center Remembered
From The Vault: I watched the World Trade Center going up and I would eventually watch those majestic towers fall. Only days before September 11, I had moved from the New York City I loved to one of its leafy
Remembering Sisters on National Sisters Day
My mother had two sisters, but grew up with only one. An annual tradition for me as a child was visiting my mother’s family cemetery in Ridgewood, Queens. This cemetery,y where my great grandparents are buried, was also the final
Remembering Sisters on National Sisters Day
My mother had two sisters, but grew up with only one. An annual tradition for me as a child was visiting my mother’s family cemetery in Ridgewood, Queens. This cemetery,y where my great grandparents are buried, was also the final
‘Where the Boys Are’: Connie Francis Classic Revised
With the death of Connie Francis, her signature song “Where the Boys Are” keeps playing through my head. For some reason, that song takes up a lot of real estate in my already cluttered mind. With 60 years of pop
‘Where the Boys Are’: Connie Francis Classic Revised
With the death of Connie Francis, her signature song “Where the Boys Are” keeps playing through my head. For some reason, that song takes up a lot of real estate in my already cluttered mind. With 60 years of pop
Finding Light Amidst Division: An Independence Day Reflection
Even as the sun seems to be setting on American democracy, there are moments of pure light that connect us. Today, when life in these United States feels fraught with fear, divisiveness, and anxiety, a small exchange I had this past
Finding Light Amidst Division: An Independence Day Reflection
Even as the sun seems to be setting on American democracy, there are moments of pure light that connect us. Today, when life in these United States feels fraught with fear, divisiveness, and anxiety, a small exchange I had this past
Remembering Bobby Sherman: A Teen Idol’s Legacy
The news of the death of teen idol Bobby Sherman yesterday finally surpassed all the Trump posts on my social media feed as women of a certain age lamented the passing of their first crush. And gay men whose uncertain
Remembering Bobby Sherman: A Teen Idol’s Legacy
The news of the death of teen idol Bobby Sherman yesterday finally surpassed all the Trump posts on my social media feed as women of a certain age lamented the passing of their first crush. And gay men whose uncertain
The Tragic Loss of Gilbert: A Golden Retriever’s Tale
Gilbert, the happy-go-lucky golden retriever who lost his life as a result of the tragic shootings in Minnesota, could have been a pal of Moes. With his big grin and sparkly eyes, I could envision them playing in the park
The Tragic Loss of Gilbert: A Golden Retriever’s Tale
Gilbert, the happy-go-lucky golden retriever who lost his life as a result of the tragic shootings in Minnesota, could have been a pal of Moes. With his big grin and sparkly eyes, I could envision them playing in the park
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
My Mother’s Love Grew in My Garden
With Mother’s Day coming up, a new poignancy is added to the loss and destruction of my former gardens. The image of the rose-covered arbor that came up in the Facebook memories brings with it a deep association with my
My Mother’s Love Grew in My Garden
With Mother’s Day coming up, a new poignancy is added to the loss and destruction of my former gardens. The image of the rose-covered arbor that came up in the Facebook memories brings with it a deep association with my
Garden Grief
At this time of year, my former beautiful garden in my former home appears as random pop-up memories on Facebook as it did yesterday. It startles, a poignant but at times painful reminder of the beauty I created, nurtured, and
Garden Grief
At this time of year, my former beautiful garden in my former home appears as random pop-up memories on Facebook as it did yesterday. It startles, a poignant but at times painful reminder of the beauty I created, nurtured, and
A Mother’s Voice Never Leaves Us
The calendar says today is 17 years since my mother passed away. The yahrzeit candle I lit last night confirms that. Yet, as so many of you understand, it feels surreal for it to be that many years. That means
A Mother’s Voice Never Leaves Us
The calendar says today is 17 years since my mother passed away. The yahrzeit candle I lit last night confirms that. Yet, as so many of you understand, it feels surreal for it to be that many years. That means
Envisioning The American Dream 