It sneaks upon you when you least expect it--a happy moment. Down in the tears you wade, that is if you can get out of bed. Why bother? The world outside won't miss you, not really. The clouds come, the…

I am a not quite only child - my little sister was born when I was 8 years old, and my mother always says she raised two different families, partly because of that age difference but also because of the…

Lying on a blanket one afternoon in the gardens of Versailles Sleep in the warm grass A hundred-dollar discount from the mechanic because he messed up Surprise take-out for the kids Driving fast to the ice cream stand before they…

The first of our parents to die in this round (I lost my father when I was young), was my father-in-law, Tom. He was in his seventies, and was fairly active when he developed a heart condition, got treated, had…

This morning, At around 5:30 AM, Between sipping my first cup of warmed-over coffee, And worrying about about having every disease known to man , I was filled with the joy of Life. Having wakened At around 3:38 AM, Which…

It didn't seem possible to erase the construction of a billion years, but it has been done. Brick by brick all that nature has built, man has dismantled. Man has no patience for bees and other insects or bacteria and…

My grandson, yes, I think it is him who said that I said that I would like to go back in time and change my life. I didn't know my grandson, I died when my daughter was sixteen. It was…

agatha was at the white house for five days when she was formally invited to shabbat dinner by mutti and herr finkham. "Tonight we celebrate the shabbat bride," said herr finkham in all seriousness but with a twinkle in his…

Individual memory is a fickle thing. It’s not at all the photographic document we try to use it as. That is why eye witnesses to a crime, or to any charged incident or to anything, really, are so unreliable. It’s…

In the present tense, re-discovering the parts of my 60 years of journal writing that particularly focus on the time I spent as part of the Broadway RAGS Company has been wonderfully reassuring to me: my years of scribbling in…

To trust to memory only, not to sahre, the many, some of he things I did as a young woman, in the freewheeling 1970s, that's what part of what it had to be, the whole world open to be taken…