Birthday postscript It after 11:00 pm on August 16, still my birthday. What a nice day I had. Celebrated with Sharon Jessica, Craig, Jake , Jenna, Jonathan, Jon’s girlfriend Rachel, mom, Elise and Doris. Small circle but this is about the highest number of people I would want in the apartment during Covid virus days.…
Well it’s my birthday. 67 years old. I think I’ve written this before but I want everyone to stop, take a deep breath; nobody move, where has the tone gone? In my mind I’m still a kid, still growing up. I think I’m still young. The way I look today in the mirror, is not…
January 1,1974 I was starting the second semester of my junior year and all the things I described above were happening. I really fell in love with Boston. It was, and still is, a young vibrant city. The business of the city was and still is education. There seemed to be a college on every…
On August 16, 1973 I turned 20. The decade of 20 to 30 for me would be pretty big. And I was headed back to BU for my junior year of college. I became extremely active in student dorm politics. Each floor had a student government representative and we had three towers with 12 floors.…
Let’s turn to the 70’s. I can almost go year by year and have some kind of memory or reflection. On January 1, 1970 I was 16 years old and starting the second half of my Junior year at Roslyn High School. I was very active in my USY Jewish youth group and getting ready…
The pandemic goes on. We are up to 160,000 deaths in the U.S. and while the infection level is way down here in NY; below 1%, it is much higher in the rest of our country. Social distancing and mask wearing just doesn’t seem to be at the necessary levels in the rest of the…
So I’ve written about the 50’s and the 60’s and my recollections. I’m sure there will be others that come to mind and I’ll put them down then. What is going through my mind tonight is roommates. These are people I lived with during my college and law school days. They all had an influence…
I just read today that little children under six or seven years don’t know how to tell you they’re unhappy. They may act out, but it also likely they might ask you to play with them. I believe this to be true. My grandchildren, five year old Jake and four year old Jenna, are always…
It is what it is. This is a phrase that has become very popular. I admit, I say it every now and then. I use it as a phrase of acceptance. There’s not much I can do about the particular situation I’m referring to. An example might be I get to the restaurant for my…
I have always said it is important to tell stories, family stories that is. It is the only way to preserve the family history. It is not often that family history is written down, so oral history becomes important. For example it is disappointing that I never really questioned any of my grandparents on their…