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“JESUS, REMEMBER ME…”
There’s an old Jewish joke, goes like this:Every day, Morrie has lunch in the same deli, and every day Morrie orders the beef barley soup.One day he gets his soup, and as...
“JESUS, REMEMBER ME…”
There’s an old Jewish joke, goes like this:Every day, Morrie has lunch in the same deli, and every day Morrie orders the beef barley soup.One day he gets his soup, and as...
TO BE, OR NOT TO BE…
An attorney told me a joke: “What do lawyer’s and sperm have in common?”Answer: “A one-in-a-billion chance of success.” With our president now in Brussels, later in Warsaw, to confer...
TO BE, OR NOT TO BE…
An attorney told me a joke: “What do lawyer’s and sperm have in common?”Answer: “A one-in-a-billion chance of success.” With our president now in Brussels, later in Warsaw, to confer...
HOLIDAZE: A CHRISTMAS RANT
Jewish heritage and blood are my forefathers’ “gifts” to me. Calling me a Jew and assuming I’m about all things Hanukkah, however, would be as unwise as deciding – because...
HOLIDAZE: A CHRISTMAS RANT
Jewish heritage and blood are my forefathers’ “gifts” to me. Calling me a Jew and assuming I’m about all things Hanukkah, however, would be as unwise as deciding – because...
GOING HOME
They filed in about as noisily as one would expect of a high school student body: Friday morning, Homecoming weekend at my old high school alma mater. As the gymnasium...
GOING HOME
They filed in about as noisily as one would expect of a high school student body: Friday morning, Homecoming weekend at my old high school alma mater. As the gymnasium...
A SHAMELESS PLUG
Imagine...you find yourself in uncharted territory (much like the photograph below), with responsibility for several children. Lost, injured, in sweltering heat...with no water, no compass, and a plummeting sun...where any...
A SHAMELESS PLUG
Imagine...you find yourself in uncharted territory (much like the photograph below), with responsibility for several children. Lost, injured, in sweltering heat...with no water, no compass, and a plummeting sun...where any...
THE JOURNEY OF A STORY
Once, when asked where he goes to write his stories, Ernest Hemingway famously quipped, “In my head.” That casual dismissal belied a spirit of adventure and deep desire for tactile...
THE JOURNEY OF A STORY
Once, when asked where he goes to write his stories, Ernest Hemingway famously quipped, “In my head.” That casual dismissal belied a spirit of adventure and deep desire for tactile...