The sister I hardly knew
She hated it when I called her my “baby sister.” She was the youngest of seven. I, the oldest. She…
Category: I will miss you
Smile
Some birthdays carry more weight than others. After I turned 29, I spent the next year thinking about turning 30,…
Sometimes the blessed hour does strike quickly.
The friend whom I talked about in the last post died early this morning. Thankfully the doctors had put her…
We survived 95!
Sunday marks the 10th anniversary of finding a mass on Laura’s brain. This is the story of some happy days…
Today we remember the beginning of “a dark, somber, insane nightmare.”
June 26, 1941. The first deaths in what became an all-out pogrom in Iasi, Romania. According to Radu Ioanid’s story…
Crossroads
This past week I had occasion to drive up 206 from Princeton to Somerville and back, twice a day. Shouldn’t…
K.I.S.S. Keep it simple, stupid.
At the end of my last blog post, I said that I would focus next on how the dramatic moment…
Don’t look back.
Why did Orpheus look back? In the fullsomely-staged student production of Monteverdi’s opera L’Orfeo in Princeton’s Richardson Auditorium in…
Down is up. Up is down. And love is everywhere.
Shelley Pryor commented the other day on my last post about Orpheus and Eurydice, and recommended the movie “The Shape…
Time does not heal all things.
But it sure changes your perspective. This cartoon made me laugh because it reminded me of Laura this morning. Then…