In the home of my childhood we had no scissors, no flashlight and no scotch tape. Well, that’s not exactly true. We had them all but when they were...

With a gust of wind, November blows the last of the oak leaves from the branches and the clear November light pours down from the emptied gulf of sky...

For all we have Not all we think we need For all the mountains Broad valleys, deepest seas For all our dreams Our hopes The friendships that we gain...

I was extremely impressed with Elaine Weintraub’s results from her high school classes voting during our last election. The young women’s concerns...

A week ago I made a wager and lost. I bet an acquaintance that Mitt Romney would win the election. It reminded me of a story I read a long time ago....

After visiting my wife’s childhood home at Rockaway Beach last week in Queens, and seeing how devastated that seaside community was, I was grateful...

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