My husband is an excellant linguist and speaks French beautifully. His Hungarian-speaking mother and German-speaking father met and fell in love in Paris in 1937, and two years later they fled Europe together on the cusp of World War II. They took their common language – French – with them, and Danny learned it as a child. It happens I studied French in both high school and college, but I must admit I’ve always spoken it poorly, or as Danny would ungraciously tell...
You may remember I blogged about a time some years ago when I was sure our pussycat Smokey had been mysteriously sealed up in the wall like the poor guy in Poe’s story, The Cask of Amontillado. In fact I had accidentally locked the cat out in the hall – thus the muffled meows! (see MISSING PUSSYCAT, January 4, 2014) Well recently I was in missing-pussycat-panic-mode again, this time convinced that our beloved cat Jackie was lost in the Connecticut woods! It was a...
One evening over a year ago, with no forethought that I recall, I sat down and started writing this blog. Some friends were already blogging and I loved reading their posts. But though I had always enjoyed writing and had taken some writing workshops over the years (and even had a stack of unpublished letters-to-editors in my desk), I never had the ambition or the sitzfleisch to pursue a writing life. Yet that evening the blog title “World Thru Brown Eyes” came to me...
On a cold January night in 1960 a 29 year-old African American dancer and choreographer named Alvin Ailey premiered a piece called Revelations at the 92nd St Y. Inspired by what Ailey called blood memories of his rural Texas childhood, and by Negro spirituals, gospel and the blues, Revelations is about tribulation, human tenacity and the saving grace of music and dance. That night at the Y, Ailey and his young troupe brought down the house and Revelations made modern dance history...
Last month when I wrote here about my friends Celia and Dick, (See A CUP OF SUGAR, Nov 5, 2014) I knew Dick’s health was failing. Sadly that big heart gave out on November 17. Dick Lidz was a wonderful guy – bright, warm, witty, cultured, well-read and world-travelled, a gourmand and a bon vivant, an historian and founder of a prestigious educational publishing company he ran for decades. And Celia and Dick had a wonderful marriage – their biggest...
Welcome to my blog World Thru Brown Eyes! Enjoy the read and please leave a comment and tell me how this old world looks thru YOUR eyes!
