THE EMPTY NEST: admidst covid

I always thought I’d be a career woman. There was NO doubt about it. What it would be? That was in flux. A laywer? An actress? An accountant? (my high school guidance counselor told me to becoma an accountant because I was good in math. I was totally confused. I WANTED to be an actress or Read More

AN AMERICAN DREAM & catcher of the fallen angels

She lived in the Bronx, he lived in the South Bronx. My dad got by on his good looks and predominant strong-silent-type charm. Also, being a good dancer went a long way back in the 30s and 40s. However it did not transfer into his financial life. My father…

A CATHOLIC, A JEW and a life changing chat

I used to feel safer if there was no G-d, because then at least I thought the playing field would be even…in this game, there would be no referee calling unfair plays on me. If you are like I was, you don’t want to hear people talking about…

💖A NEW DAY: good morning

MORNING RITUALS My dear friend Annie asked me to write down and send her my morning Jewish rituals. Here they are, as of now. Someone somewhere along the line told me this is what a Jew is supposed to do upon awakening. As I did not grow up observant, I have been adding Jewish observances Read More

TOES IN THE WATER: Mitzvahs in the sand

Growing up, I viewed religious observance as irrelevant at best. More so, I saw it as undesirable and sort of silly. Why would  people burden themselves with rituals, customs and vague laws from some ancient book? Really, I carried a bit of hostility towards the whole thing. My world, full of few rules, allowed for Read More

MY DAD: A blue eyed tribute

I still look up to my dad. He’s been gone fourteen years. A fascinating man, he had some wonderful rare attributes, a good share of challenges, and as far as the title goes, piercing blue eyes.  He loved big and had a hard time showing it. Words, hugs and easy companionship, those weren’t his way. Read More

BASEBALL, G0D & DISCO?

I didn’t always believe in God.  If you’ve read my earlier stories, you might surmise I hoped there was no God. From that vantage point, I thought the odds of a good life were better if life were just a crap shoot. At least then we’d all be squared off without a cheating ump or Read More