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This is my favorite picture of my parents.  I like the way my mom looks on this picture; she reminds me of a movie star from the 30s. But I especially like the way my father looks because the corners of his mouth are turned upward. When I look at the picture I feel like […]

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During my last visit to Poland, two weeks ago, my dad’s neighbors and I were sitting across the table when I said that God didn’t think through old age and dying very well. “I think he should have considered working longer than six days on his creation. Perhaps the result would be better,” I said […]

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It is 5:20 a.m. someday in the middle of summer when I am seven or eight; my sister is three years younger.  My sister and I are sitting in the kitchen, in our night gowns, on stools placed in the middle of the floor and facing the door. We are wide awake but we don’t […]

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When I look at this picture of my sister I remember the day.  We were visiting my uncle, my mother’s brother and his family. They had just moved to this new apartment and my parents were excited to see the new place. My sister was two maybe two and a half years old.  I was […]

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If I ever go to heaven

If I ever go to heaven, I will ask to meet Adam and I will tell him that I personally ate too much shit in life because of him and his wife eating the damn apple 🙂 These words were spoken by Khaled Tantawi, a pharmacy student in Ain Shams University in Cairo, Egypt.  I […]

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The Wall Street Journal recently published an article, Jewish Donors Warn Obama on Israel, by Laura Meckler.  An interesting article on a burning issue sparked more than 1,100 comments. Here is the exchange I had with one of the readers. The spelling, grammar, and wording is the same as it appeared on the Wall Street […]

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I suspect that most of us believe that memories preserve a moment in time, something that happened and now is being accessed and viewed “as it was once before.” I suspect that most of us believe in their memories and are attached to the very specific way something is remembered. But what do we really […]

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When I think of my mom who passed away of ovarian cancer on November 7, 1999 at the age of 63, this is what I see: It was a hot summer day.  My mom, my sister Aleksandra (we call her Ola or Olenka), and I are in the garden.  I am 6 or 7 years […]

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Perhaps the very essence of human nature calls for naming things to make sense of the world. I imagine the first humans touching rocks, blades of grass, newborn babies, and the fur of animals they killed. And making sounds — the first sounds that named the things they were touching.  In my mind the sounds […]

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I woke up this morning to a silence that was spreading inward and outward at the same time.  Inward, I felt very centered, still chasing the tail of a dream while slowly reaching into the waking life. It was pleasant. Outward, I couldn’t hear any sounds outside the window and I imagined the snow that  […]

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