Posts Tagged: Personal Memories
Still Obsessed With Marilyn Monroe
60 years ago today Americans were waking up to the tragic news that Marilyn Monroe had died. It was a hot, muggy, Sunday afternoon as I lolled about like a Hollywood starlet in a kidney-shaped pool when I learned the
Still Obsessed With Marilyn Monroe
60 years ago today Americans were waking up to the tragic news that Marilyn Monroe had died. It was a hot, muggy, Sunday afternoon as I lolled about like a Hollywood starlet in a kidney-shaped pool when I learned the
A Bitter Sweet Passover Remembering My Mother
It was another bittersweet Passover. Just like the holiday itself, the period around Passover is forever tied in with my mother Betty not only for the beautiful Jewish rituals lovingly passed down but because she passed away Erev Pesach on
A Bitter Sweet Passover Remembering My Mother
It was another bittersweet Passover. Just like the holiday itself, the period around Passover is forever tied in with my mother Betty not only for the beautiful Jewish rituals lovingly passed down but because she passed away Erev Pesach on
My Own Grey Gardens
Late last Monday, my American Dream was auctioned off. On the cold granite steps in front of town hall, my house of twenty-one years was sold in a foreclosure sale. As the late afternoon sun cast a golden haze on
My Own Grey Gardens
Late last Monday, my American Dream was auctioned off. On the cold granite steps in front of town hall, my house of twenty-one years was sold in a foreclosure sale. As the late afternoon sun cast a golden haze on
Art Appreciation It’s All In The Family
I’ve been in hundreds of art shows over the years. It is always a thrill. But this most recent one, “Agency: Feminist Art and Power” at the Museum of Sonoma County is especially satisfying. Meaningful in ways no other has
Art Appreciation It’s All In The Family
I’ve been in hundreds of art shows over the years. It is always a thrill. But this most recent one, “Agency: Feminist Art and Power” at the Museum of Sonoma County is especially satisfying. Meaningful in ways no other has
Why Dogs Rule
Today it’s all about the dogs. In honor of Betty White’s 100th birthday today, I share a wonderful world that once lived in my young imagination, a world I think that she would support wholeheartedly- I called it ArfLand a
Why Dogs Rule
Today it’s all about the dogs. In honor of Betty White’s 100th birthday today, I share a wonderful world that once lived in my young imagination, a world I think that she would support wholeheartedly- I called it ArfLand a
Memories Not For Sale
Bit by bit, pieces of my life have been going off to live in new homes as I sell off some of my belongings that I can no longer keep. Yesterday I said goodbye to my antique dining room chairs
Memories Not For Sale
Bit by bit, pieces of my life have been going off to live in new homes as I sell off some of my belongings that I can no longer keep. Yesterday I said goodbye to my antique dining room chairs
9/11 Twenty Years Ago
September 10, 2001. It was 20 years ago …the day before the world changed forever; and one in which my own world went through a life-altering change of its own. I had just moved into a newly built house in
9/11 Twenty Years Ago
September 10, 2001. It was 20 years ago …the day before the world changed forever; and one in which my own world went through a life-altering change of its own. I had just moved into a newly built house in
Remembering Real Space Champions
Jeff Bezo’s penisrocketing into the great blue yonder left me frankly unsatisfied. I’m old enough to remember real space heroes, not self-indulgent corporate billionaires looking for a mid-life thrill ride. If kids today see billionaires as the new models for
Remembering Real Space Champions
Jeff Bezo’s penisrocketing into the great blue yonder left me frankly unsatisfied. I’m old enough to remember real space heroes, not self-indulgent corporate billionaires looking for a mid-life thrill ride. If kids today see billionaires as the new models for
A Flood of Memories
To be filed under a flood of memories The past few weeks I have felt as though underwater with the massive task of unpacking hundreds of boxes in my new home, and repacking the remains of my old one.
A Flood of Memories
To be filed under a flood of memories The past few weeks I have felt as though underwater with the massive task of unpacking hundreds of boxes in my new home, and repacking the remains of my old one.
A Bastille Day Birthday Memory
For the past 20 years, July 14th meant only one thing in my family- my mother Betty’s Bastille Day birthday bash – a big family pool party at my house. Today she would have turned 95 and we would
A Bastille Day Birthday Memory
For the past 20 years, July 14th meant only one thing in my family- my mother Betty’s Bastille Day birthday bash – a big family pool party at my house. Today she would have turned 95 and we would
Envisioning The American Dream 