Moments

Quick. Tell me a moment that was important to you.

Such moments should be on the tip of your tongue. No matter how long ago they happened, you remember. You remember because of a spark, a tug or because of a dream. Continue reading

Hot Pants, Landlines & the Way it Was

My generation didn’t have Uber, Snap Chat, Twitter or Facebook. We didn’t text our friends. We’d pick up the phone, call them and talk. For hours at a time. Continue reading

On Becoming a Citizen

“Our nation of immigrants, just added one more new American, and I wanted to share how full my heart is.” Continue reading

My Player Piano

Of course, you should know that for years I myself played the piano. Quite adept at it, I might add. I swear I could hear my mother weeping whenever I played Chopsticks. “I paid for years of lessons for this?” I’d smile in agreement for I was in bliss. Continue reading

Nice to See You…Now Let’s Eat

I mean, no one brought along a famished Barbie. So you stare down the waiter who placed that bit of nonsense in front of you and declare, “What are we supposed to do–pass the glass around and inhale the bread??” Continue reading