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Watch- “I Am An American”
What happens when the country you pledged allegiance to is no longer the country you recognize? A worn third-grade civics book becomes the lens through which I examine America’s broken promises....
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My Mother’s Love Grew in My Garden. It Still Does
A few weeks ago was my mother Betty’s yartzeit. 18 years. My mother has now been gone the length of my entire childhood. Those first 18 years seemed like an eternity as I was growing up. A lifetime,...
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Marilyn Monroe and Me
I was four years old in 1959, when I first dressed up as Marilyn Monroe, and it would follow me to my freshman year at Syracuse University, where I regularly roamed the halls of my dorm, decked out as...
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Missing My Father and his America
Yesterday, my thoughts were all about my mother. Today I’m thinking of my father Marvin, on his 9th yahrzeit. As so many of us who are children of the greatest generation, there is an uncomfortable...
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Waiting For The Winter Storm
Waiting For The Winter Storm A blizzard of ominous messages fills my feeds as I wait for this latest winter storm to blast the Northeast. Massive! Historic! Epic! Blockbuster ! The meteorologist’s...
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Christmas With the Chipmunks
In my home, there was nothing unusual that on the last snowy night of Hanukkah in December 1963, after we had lit all the candles on the menorah, one of Hanukkah gifts was a Christmas album-...
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Forgotten Fall Rituals – Burning Leaves and Fear of Fallout
Jumping in the pile of crunchy, dead leaves, hurling them into the air like confetti, was a fall ritual for mid-century kids. So was burning leaves. That earthy smell of burning autumn leaves is...
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Forgotten Fall Rituals – Burning Leaves and Fear of Fallout
Jumping in the pile of crunchy, dead leaves, hurling them into the air like confetti, was a fall ritual for mid-century kids. So was burning leaves. That earthy smell of burning autumn leaves is...
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Every Woman Has A Story
Every woman has a story. Or two. I was thirteen when an adult cousin of my father’s tried to kiss me in a way reserved only for romantic movies. But I guess, according to Megyn Kelly, it was ok...
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My Mother’s Love Grew in My Garden
With Mother’s Day coming up, a new poignancy is added to the loss and destruction of my former gardens. The image of the rose-covered arbor that came up in the Facebook memories brings with it a deep...
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Garden Grief
At this time of year, my former beautiful garden in my former home appears as random pop-up memories on Facebook as it did yesterday. It startles, a poignant but at times painful reminder of the...
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My Proustian Moment
While poking around the basement the other day, I unearthed a treasure that I hadn’t seen in decades- a well-worn wooden box of Cray-Pas from my childhood. As I carefully opened up the cedar-colored...
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Make Fashion Great Again
Swarms of MAGAS have invaded Long Island this past week, as invasive and annoying as late summer gnats at the beach. If only I could swat them away! Out in full force, their rallying cry was “Let’s...
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Mr. Stanley’s Neighborhood
One by one, my dog Moe is meeting the regular cast of characters in Mr. Stanley’s neighborhood. Though Stanley spent most of his pampered life sequestered in his suburban paradise of a large verdant...
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A Hunter’s Christmas
65 years ago the most wished-for Christmas gift for this Jewish, 3-year-old suburban girl was a hunting rifle. Not just any rifle, but a gen-u-ine- Roy Rogers rifle, perfect for hunting pretend bears...
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Before There Was Barbenheimer
“This Years Girl” by Sally Edelstein Doubleday 1985 Double Page Barbenheimer When it comes to Barbenheimer this girl was way ahead of the curve by almost 40 years. As the anticipation of the release of...
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A Picture-Perfect Mother’s Day
Sally Edelstein and her mother 1959 There is not a single snapshot of my mother holding me as a baby. Not in black and white not in color. The kissing, cooing, and snuggling photos like the...
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Pesticides Belong- to the Fun of Living!
Mid-Century America was the golden age of pesticides and it was love at first sight. Any thoughts about Earth Day and the environment lay far in the future. Thousands of new chemicals were put to use...
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Confessions of a Child Gunslinger-I Was a Gun Totin’ Tot
For National Sibling Day I chose a 1958 vintage photo of my brother and me as little children guns ablaze that seemed to encapsulate our still tempestuous relationship sixty years later. When National...
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Gas Stoves- Whats Cooking?
The reactionary gasbags are at it again. With great indignation they are whining “First the Feds came for our guns. Next, they came for our God. Now they are coming for our gas stoves! Holy Rachel...
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