Many years ago, as a single woman living in NYC, I would spend an occasional Saturday afternoon with my mother. A little shopping, a little eating, a little walking. On one visit, we sat at the dining table that dominated my two-room studio on the Upper West Side and, with absolute nonchalance, she … [Read more...] about The worlds of our (Jewish) mothers
Every Father’s Daughter/Every Mother’s Son
A friend posts a link on Facebook, 5 Ways to Donate/The War Photographer's Retreat. I take note for a few reasons, not the least of which is that she's a wonderful poet and photographer herself whose son happens to be in the service. I don't have a son in the service, but I am a mother and no … [Read more...] about Every Father’s Daughter/Every Mother’s Son
