When my granddaughter complained about her boring summer job, it called to mind the succession of yucky summer jobs I endured from high school through college. My dear Dad, used his many contacts as a grocer and a member of the Jewish community to… Continue Reading “Crummy Summer Jobs I Have Known”
Once upon a time, blueberries were a seasonal treat. Now, they can be enjoyed year round. Once upon a time, the brief season was highly anticipated, marking a mid-summer’s high point. At my mother’s side, I quickly learned to be able to discriminate among available… Continue Reading “Know Your Blueberry Muffins”
Some things about yourself change during a lifetime , others remain remarkably consistent. But then, some day you are likely to find, as I have, that what had pleased you so consistently doesn’t bring as much pleasure as it once had. I knew I… Continue Reading “Are You City or Country???”
The venerable old synagogue in Park Slope, Brooklyn has seen a lot of life. It’s known joy and sorrow and been a part of its community for about 150 years. Recently, my granddaughter’s high school class used the sanctuary to hold its graduation, a time of celebration and just a little sorrow.