Monthly Archives: December 2012

I support my old summer camp, Naaleh, in New York, because I had many happy years there. I  made some good friends when I was young and lived back East. I lost touch with most of these friends when I … Continue reading →

I hardly knew anyone in Palo Alto in 1984. Desperate for a familiar face, I sought out an old friend who had written sports for the Barnard Bulletin when I was the features editor. She now lived in an apartment … Continue reading →

If Manishewitz had had these in 1969, I would have gotten one, and been less embarassed in sixth grade… I was totally floored at making a candy house.  It seemed so goyish.  Jews don’t make candy houses, or they didn’t. … Continue reading →