Sister – for Laurie in loving memory

It is with a broken heart I write that my sister Laurie died in Rockville on July 22 at age 61 after a long battle with MS. Laurie spent the last years of her life at Potomac Valley Nursing Center,  and for their compassionate care,  that of the wonderful JSSA hospice team,  and many others in Maryland who gave our family comfort and support,  I will be ever grateful.   Mr Rogers told us in times of tragedy to look for the helpers,  and we found them. But although Laurie’s death was...

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College Theatre

Some of you who read my recent blog post about my great-aunt Miriam and my uncle Sol,  the two gifted thespians in our family,  were surprised to learn that I had dramatic aspirations myself .   (THE ROAR OF THE GREASEPAINT,  June  15, 2015) But although that’s me vamping it up as Helen Morgan,  and although I did have a real aptitude for acting,   I took a more conventional career path,   girl-child of the 50s that I was,  and became a high school librarian. But I’ll always...

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In the Abstract

I love looking at art and there are many artists I admire  –  Caravaggio,  Lautrec,  Alice Neel and Lucien Freud,  Diego Rivera and Frida Kahlo,  Renoir and Degas,  John Singer Sargent,  Chagall,  Andrew Wyeth,  Thomas Eakins,  Andy Warhol,  Franz Marc,  Goya and Velasquez,  Edward Hopper,  Modigliani,  Mary Cassatt and Berthe Morisot,  Cezanne,  Raphael Soyer and Ben Shahn,  Will Barnett and Jacob Lawrence,  Picasso,  Magritte,  Max Beckmann and Otto Dix, Van Gogh...

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The Roar of the Greasepaint – for Miriam and Sol

I had a long and happy career as a school librarian,  but to tell you the truth since I was a girl I dreamt of a life on the stage! Acting runs in my family.  My beautiful and glamorous great-aunt Miriam Elias studied at the Moscow Art Theatre with the great Stanislavski,   and according to family legend,  had a dalliance with the great Russian artist and theatre designer Marc Chagall.  In Moscow she married another designer, Boris Aronson.  The marriage didn’t last,  but years...

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My Ducky Friend – for Judy

We’ve lost too many good friends this year and one was Judy Revis. In 1967 a few months after I met my husband Danny,  we drove from New York to Boston to spend New Year’s Eve with Danny’s college roommate Kenny and his wife Judy.  I liked them immediately,  but over the following many years,  geography kept us apart. Although Kenny and Danny spoke often and had their Brandeis friendship to build on,  Judy and I saw each too seldom to form a really close bond. But...

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