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Boy, Could He Sing – My Grandfather
What a voice he had. A deep and rumbling baritone – a New York accent tempered by elegance – and boy, could he could sing. As a young man, my grandfather found his way into the entertainment business. There are yellowed newspaper clippings – little bits in the music columns about the new and…
Watching my Son Grow: a Photographic History
When my son was born twenty years ago, one of the gifts we received was a bouncy seat. He was a very big baby (9lbs 2 ozs, 23″), so from the very start he was comfortable in his little chair. Needless to say, we took a lot of pictures of our kids when they were…
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SCROLL DOWN TO FIND OUT HOW YOU CAN WIN A $100 GIFT CERTIFICATE FROM CAMPUSQUILT.COM My daughter kept a lot of things for a long time when she was growing up. Sheet music from songs she sang in show choir, book reports, ribbons, trophies…you name it, Katie saved it. When she left for college, I…
Commencement
What’s it like to watch your child graduate from college? What I kept replaying in my head as we began graduation weekend was not the day my daughter was born, or the day of her Bat Mitzvah. Not the day she got her driver’s license, or the night she sang her first show choir solo….
Snail Mail – a Love Letter
Remember when people wrote letters? Not just brief notes inside birthday or get-well-soon cards, but pages long, juicy, fun to read letters. Remember that? You know, the thrill of opening your mailbox and seeing your name, handwritten, on an envelope- there’s nothing like it. Knowing that someone took the time to sit down and write…
Happy Mother’s Day – The Gift of Four Generations
Sending love to all of my readers, whether you are mothers, daughters or sons. Have a wonderful Mother’s Day! This Mother’s Day I’ll once again be reminded that I’m a lucky woman. Not everything in my life has gone smoothly – just like everyone else in the world – but I’ve had one thing that’s…
Don’t Zen Me In
The Zen philosophy of life is to live in the moment. Don’t look behind you, don’t look ahead – just exist in the now, this very minute, where you stand, sit or tumble. Live as if today was the last day of your life. Live life to the fullest and never let yourself fall into…
A Sunday Afternoon, circa 1969
I saw this picture for the first time yesterday. It’s a picture of two children that I once knew – my brother and me. In this picture, I am right around 8 years old, he is probably six. We are sitting on a sofa in my Great Aunt Genie’s apartment in New York City, somewhere…
We remember the first, but not the last
We talk a lot about the firsts in our lives – first loves, first jobs, our babies first steps and first words. Firsts are noted and momentous – photos taken, dates recorded. Firsts are the exciting beginning of whatever comes next – the first day of school offers the possibility of so many good grades,…
