Posts Tagged: personal essay
Mr. Stanley’s Neighborhood
One by one, my dog Moe is meeting the regular cast of characters in Mr. Stanley’s neighborhood. Though Stanley spent most of his pampered life sequestered in his suburban paradise of a large verdant yard and in-ground pool, once we
Mr. Stanley’s Neighborhood
One by one, my dog Moe is meeting the regular cast of characters in Mr. Stanley’s neighborhood. Though Stanley spent most of his pampered life sequestered in his suburban paradise of a large verdant yard and in-ground pool, once we
The Shame of My Off Brand Barbies
If 2023 was the year of Barbie, inspiring grown women to dust off their old Barbie dolls in a pink wave of nostalgia – it took until now for the phenomenon to finally free me to confess a long-held childhood
The Shame of My Off Brand Barbies
If 2023 was the year of Barbie, inspiring grown women to dust off their old Barbie dolls in a pink wave of nostalgia – it took until now for the phenomenon to finally free me to confess a long-held childhood
A Louisiana Lab Finally Comes Home
The MO- Ment I have been waiting for …. I have a new dog in my life! Ladies and gentlemen, may I officially introduce you to my newest son. All the way from Hammond, Louisiana home of The Tangipahoa African
A Louisiana Lab Finally Comes Home
The MO- Ment I have been waiting for …. I have a new dog in my life! Ladies and gentlemen, may I officially introduce you to my newest son. All the way from Hammond, Louisiana home of The Tangipahoa African
How a Dog Brought Me Full Circle
No surprise it was a small squishy dog that tugged at my heart. This past weekend I was in West Palm Beach to visit my Aunt Lois and attend the memorial service for my Uncle Sandy. My Dad’s kid brother,
How a Dog Brought Me Full Circle
No surprise it was a small squishy dog that tugged at my heart. This past weekend I was in West Palm Beach to visit my Aunt Lois and attend the memorial service for my Uncle Sandy. My Dad’s kid brother,
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
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
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
How The Near Death Of My Dog Inspires
In an alternative universe, I would be saying kaddish (the ancient mourner’s prayer Jews recited after the loss of a loved one) for my bestest friend Stanley my beautiful Labrador retriever. And a frequent blogger on this site. Instead, I
How The Near Death Of My Dog Inspires
In an alternative universe, I would be saying kaddish (the ancient mourner’s prayer Jews recited after the loss of a loved one) for my bestest friend Stanley my beautiful Labrador retriever. And a frequent blogger on this site. Instead, I
Mothers Never Leave Us Even When They Are Gone
Fifteen years ago in a darkened hospital room, I held my mother’s frail hand and gently whispered in her ear how she was the love of my life, that I was going to tell her story, that I would write
Mothers Never Leave Us Even When They Are Gone
Fifteen years ago in a darkened hospital room, I held my mother’s frail hand and gently whispered in her ear how she was the love of my life, that I was going to tell her story, that I would write
Envisioning The American Dream 