I have no memory of learning to ride an actual bike.
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Suprise Me
Bike Stories
Prompted By Riding a Bicycle
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I have no memory of learning to ride an actual bike.
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Fender Bender
Prompted By My Car of Yesteryear
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Danny‘s beloved 2004 T-bird, slightly scratched Fender Bender When my husband Danny turned 60 he bought himself a birthday present – a light green Ford Thunderbird convertible. Needless to say he loved that car, and although I’d always thought of cars as basic transportation, I must confess I loved that T-bird too! At first Danny…
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Black Ice
Prompted By Weather
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The wheel felt woozy in my hands and the truck began to float.
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Chagall’s Cows
Prompted By Art and Art Museums
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Chagall’s Cows When our son was a toddler many friends began fleeing Manhattan. They couldn’t imagine raising a child amid all the dirt and crime. “But think of the culture!”, I’d say. Noah at 5, wide-eyed at the Met’s Arm & Armor exhibit. And making Purim masks at the Jewish Museum, and model…
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Making Peace With Mother
Prompted By Final Farewell
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Mother died three days before her 97th birthday. I described my relationship with her, and her last six days of life in much detail in What I Didn’t Tell You Then. I knew the people at the funeral home in Detroit quite well. The owner, Herb Kaufman, lived around the corner from us in Huntington Woods.…
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Riding in the dark: a high school memory
Prompted By Hello Darkness
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Dan seemed to implicitly understand the concept of ethos, which I learned about two to three decades later. It comes from Aristotle, and it means establishing credibility, giving the audience a reason why they should listen to what you have to say.
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“Round up the usual suspects.”
Prompted By Rewatchable Movies
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Captain
Prompted By Veterans Day
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Captain Born in a small town in New York’s Catskill Mountains, my father remembered dancing around a bonfire as a six-year-old to celebrate the 1918 armistice. Two decades later when the US entered WWII he enlisted in the Army as a newly minted physician. Assigned to the Charleston, SC Port of Embarkation, he was…
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Redlines, artists, and mobsters
Prompted By My Hometown
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All seemed very normal in this town, as long as you stayed in your lane.
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Digital Sea
Prompted By Technology Tribulations
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I am drowning in a digital sea,
I am slipping beneath the sound,
Here my voice goes to ones and zeros.
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