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November 13, 2019

My intention for this blog was to rail against technology, which I still intend to do. But it might be more about aging and my own relationship with technology. That is, me, coming from the dark ages when rotary phones, wall phones, adding machines, a calculator with s...

October 26, 2019

Halloween is my favorite holiday but I can’t stand Autumn. It’s a conundrum, a paradox, an absurdity. Sheepishly, disloyally, I place it above St. Patrick’s Day, for Halloween is a day free of gifts, expectations and traditional meals. Halloween inspires dressing up as...

September 23, 2019

Have you ever had a name float through your life with intent, yet randomness?  Float from the past like dust motes over your head on a sunny afternoon?  The name may be insistent, though benign, thought provoking, while insignificant. It can be pervasive, like an apple...

August 31, 2019

Labor Day, the end of summer, as youthful school years used to dictate.  It was back to school for me, a new size uniform; perpetually navy blue. 

Later on, in my early working years in Manhattan, "after Labor Day" meant no more white shoes if I wanted to maintain...

July 30, 2019

Over the past weekend I found myself retracing my footsteps of twenty-eight years ago.  It’s not hard to do in a small town and I’ve walked the same stretch countless times over the years, but only once a year is it with the same anticipation, the same destination. I l...

July 14, 2019

I thought quite seriously the other evening, as I was leaving for my part time job, that neighbors may be talking. In the past I’d gone directly from my day job as office manager at the photographer’s studio, to this night one. A lay off from the day job now had me lea...

July 8, 2019

The rain pounds down in slanted sheets and driving demands concentration. My ankles are cold, my toes damp and sticking to the insides of my shoes.  I wish I had a jacket. I wish I felt calmer. The grayness of the day belies the waving palm trees and the frequent billb...

June 20, 2019

Note: The title was a recent assignment in a writing class I'm taking with author Martha Frankel, "Hats and Eyeglasses: a Family Love Affair with Gambling."

Incredulously, the years pile onto the birthday cake of my life.  I drive fast cars, comfort plump, wriggling bab...

May 28, 2019

Years ago I was having lunch with a young man I worked with, at a small eatery on Seventh Avenue in New York.  As we waited for our juicy, fatty burgers to arrive, he watched me rummage around in my purse for a tissue, wipe my runny nose, and then stick the tissue up m...

May 5, 2019

Until the late 1940's, orange juice wasn’t widely available. Small and cute glasses of orange juice were commonplace at breakfast, made from fresh squeezed oranges. It was tart, refreshing, and called for some manual labor, plus cleaning out the juicer. If you didn’t g...

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