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I love my old Ralph Lauren T-shirt. It’s pale yellow, short sleeves, with a small[...]
AGED TO PERFECTION It’s the most wonderful gift when our elderly parents are capable of[...]
Sitting in one of Sag Harbor’s most popular bar and burger joints, I felt conspicuous[...]
With electrical power out, cable service down, and telephone poles blocking the[...]
In the past month, three people who were associated with my husband’s business, three wonderfully[...]
For those of us who do not celebrate Christmas Day as a religious holiday, we[...]
As a writer I have chosen isolation, finding pleasure with working alone in front of[...]
I listen to Curtis Sliwa on the radio in the afternoon. I listen to Curtis[...]
After years of volunteering in a local cancer center, basically sitting and chatting with patients[...]
After a few years of self imposed semi-estrangement from my mother, slowly, and without realizing[...]
Superstorm 2012 By Beth Schorr Jaffe Fallen tree trunks, Hauled, Permit longs rays Passage,[...]
After Facebook “friending” family from Paris that had moved to Vancouver in the seventies, I[...]
