A Daughter’s Homage to Her Mother

It feels unfathomable that it will be13 years on Sunday since my beloved mother Betty passed away. The same number of years it took to come of age and be Bat Mitzvah ( or Hebrew Recognition as my very Reform

A Passover Tradition in an Nontraditional Time

Neither packing nor a pandemic can stop Pesach for me. The wine-stained,, dog-eared Maxwell House Haggadahs I have used for 60 years sit on my table like always, but things are not like always. Setting my Passover table for the

In My Jewish Home I Grew Up Celebrating Christmas

  Sometimes it can feel like Hanukkah doesn’t hold a candle to Christmas. Eight skinny, little Hanukkah candles can’t even begin to compete with vibrating LED Christmas lights pulsating in sequence to the sound of everything from “Let it Snow”

Betty -a Bastille Day Jazz Age Baby

  In 1926 while flaming youth roared and thousands mourned the death of  Rudolph Valentino, my grandparents, Sadie and Arthur were overjoyed at the birth of their second daughter, Betty, my mother. A beloved Bastille Day baby, this jazz age