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I read or listen to hundreds of books every year. My favorite topics include poetry, fiction, creative nonfiction, history, sociology, and criminology. I am Silver Sneakers status and figuring out how things work is very good for my aging brain because it gives my brain new information to attach to the old information. I
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When I was in graduate school in Houston, I worked a summer at a busy upscale grocery store, and employees who worked on the floor were obligated to bag groceries in the checkout area whenever there was a shortage of baggers. I saw the CEO standing behind a register bagging groceries when he was in
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I will never forget this: I got out of my car and walked directly to the circle of teachers standing outside the elementary school in Alamance County, North Carolina. When I asked why they were outside, a teacher smiled: “Operation Warm is in the gym fitting children for coats.” A small child ran up to
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I’m so damn lucky! I have worked with some pretty incredible human beings over the years, Professors from Hunter College, the CWP and the English Department of the University of Houston, and the Bennington Writing Seminars in Vermont. I was given some bad-ass notes on my writing from teachers over the years. Here’s one that
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We just finished a long in depth course: Introduction to Judaism by the Union For Reform Judaism. I am a lifelong learner, in many ways a perpetual graduate student, because while I have read many articles by a variety of writers and organizations on Twitter, Instagram, and LinkedIn, I’m still learning more about the nature
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I read hundreds of books every year, and therefore my social media analytics are tracking authors of all kinds. Unfortunately, there is one book in particular that would make for a great discussion: “Why is this memoir a good example of how NOT to write a book?” I would be afraid to ask, “What do
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A couple of weeks ago we were traveling westward on Highway 70 from Hillsborough to Mebane, North Carolina, when Deep Purple hacked my husband’s Spotify account. Not one bit sorry, my husband kept his eyes on the road, hands firmly grasped on the steering wheel, and I watched a smile come over his face. Seated
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A husband by marriage once leaned in close and spoke in an almost whisper but not quite soft enough for everyone not to hear. “You, buying these biscuits, really helped.” He tilted his head as if he were saying, “You understand where I am going with this. Don’t you?” I did. They were fresh, out
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I’m not sure if the correct response is we’ve been uninvited or excluded, but a family member is throwing a big deal, at a destination wedding nearby, and my husband and I found out we are not on the guest list through the RSVP function on The Knot. I got a tip and went to see
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For several seasons when I was a young person I worked as a waitress at a private Jewish country club in Hopkins, Minnesota: https://www.oakridgecountryclub.net/About_Us. Two shifts, sometimes three shifts a day. On my first day the dining manager told me a member wanted to speak to me and he led me to a separate room,
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Mary Louise Penaz 