Isn’t it romantic? Not so much.

“Love is a lot like a backache: it doesn’t show up on X-rays, but you know it’s there.” ~ George Burns I had a clear view of their arms and hands, his hand on top, holding hers, on the console between their airplane seats in First Class.  He...

An Old Woman Remembers Teenage Longing

Today I saw Mrs. Feldmeyer* at a family friend’s birthday.  She was one of a handful of people at the party who have known me since my birth, so she will always be Mrs. Feldmeyer to me, and not “Donna” as she has asked me to call her time and again.  And, to her, I...

I Loved My Purple Grandma

I don’t know if I was already thinking about Mootsie when I saw the purple woman, or if the purple woman reminded me of Mootsie. Mootsie was my maternal grandma who, according to my mother, fancied herself to be too young to be called “Grandma.”Mootsie wasn’t like any...

Math on a Plate

I love math, and I loved teaching it. I told my students, “It is the only thing in the world that makes sense.” If you do it right, the answer is utterly predictable.  There’s a fairness to it:  if you lighten one side of an equation, you must lighten the other. ...

My Weighty Weight

” If American men are obsessed with money, American women are obsessed with weight.  The men talk of gain, the women talk of loss,and I do not know which talk is the more boring.” – Marya Mannes“I dread going to the party,” I told Teri.  “I haven’t seen those...

Pin It on Pinterest