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SUKKOT

Yesterday, on the way to my workout at Marlene Meyerson JCC Manhattan, I exited the subway station and found a cluster of Orthodox Jews waiting at the top of the stairs. Three women and one man. Since, as the author Anita Diamant, noted, as a Union Reform Jew, they will always be considered my cousins.…
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PATIENCE

My cab broadsided another cab in an intersection, and my face slammed into the plexiglas divider, my nose broke, and my mouth was severely cut on the coin cup. When the ambulence arrived, the police told my cab driver to hold my purse and stand over there. When I was extracted from the cab, he…
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ELON FOREST

We live near Elon University and walk around Lake Mary Nell with Sheldon, our dog, several times a week. (Did you know that anyone in our community can fish in that lake, which is protected by the biology department? Feeding others is a #mitzvah.) This new initiative is excellent news and a top-tier #mitzvah: “The…
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TEACHING POETRY

My students are SO bright! They noticed and identified every subversive, poetic image in these lyrics by Sly & The Family Stone. That’s why teaching poetry is so important. I hand out a packet of poems and lyrics, and my students have a full day or two to mark it up, circle, and underline whatever…
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SELLING OUR HOME

SELLING OUR HOME Everyone in our circle, including our neighbors, is aware that our home has been listed for sale multiple times, due to our past experiences with real estate agents. Mostly, it’s been an enormous shock. Two critical, ethical sins were made regularly. First, since no one else is in the room or can…
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The $100 Startup by Chris Guillebeau

I’m re-reading this seminal book for the millionth time, a refresher course of what I have to offer. My favorite quote? If you make your business about helping others, you‘ll always have plenty of work. –Chris Guillebeau My husband and I interviewed Chris when we lived in New York, and we found him passionate and…
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AXES AND MURDERERS
The first time we lived in Manhattan, my husband and I made friends with an elderly gentleman who told everyone he was looking out for us. When we first moved to NYC, a friend of a friend told us we should meet Bennie and scribbled his telephone number on a card with his name. “Don’t…

