Essays2017-05-19T20:27:29-04:00

The following articles were originally published in the Monadnock Ledger-Transcript.

My Good Fortune and Remedies for the Ills of Life

If music be the food of love, play on. Shakespeare, “Twelfth Night” The 2021 baseball season is upon us, and to my surprise I have gone back to the sports pages to check on the Red Sox who, after a halting start, went on a nine-game winning streak. I [...]

My Truthful Response and an Apology Overdue

I don’t know whether our first president, George Washington, really said “I cannot tell a lie.” I do know that if someone tells you they never told a lie, they’re lying. Telling the truth feels good, but it can get you into trouble. When I was in my 20’s, [...]

My Retraction and What Lies Ahead

This is not the column I intended to publish this week. In fact, I had already submitted “My 21 for 2021,” once again making s series of outlandish, and hopeful humorous, “predictions” for the year just started. Then, on January 6, 2021, President Trump incited a mob, thousands laid [...]

My Christmas Day and the Internal Body Clock

Being Jewish and not Christian, Christmas is not my holiday. Religiously speaking, that is. But December 25 has always been an important day of the year for me. As far back as I can remember and up to age 17, Christmas was a day when my family would be [...]

Our Land and a Time to Heal

Over the last fifteen years, I have written close to 200 “Looking Back” columns. The title of every one of them, up to now, has begun with the word “My.” But it’s not good to be too rigid, so this time is different, and I have changed the “My” [...]

A New Year Arrives and a Temple Dies

This article was originally published in the September 23, 2020 Concord Monitor. Starting at Sunset on September 18, Jews around the world, and in New Hampshire, welcomed the Jewish New Year, 5781. Services were held that evening, and they were real even though they were virtual. Then came the [...]

My First Election and Involuntary Bubbles

I’m forever blowing bubbles, Pretty bubbles in the air Song my Grandmother used to sing Boys State, according to its website, is “the week that shapes a lifetime.” New Hampshire has participated in this American Legion Program for 73 years, but not this year. Cancelled “with deep regret, due [...]

My Rosebud Visit and Keeping a Promise

Growing up in Claremont, what did I know about Indians? The answer is not much. I vaguely knew that New Hampshire had Indians, and the name of the lake where we had a cottage, Sunapee, comes from Algonquin words; and I knew that the word Monadnock comes from an [...]

My White Childhood and the Moral Universe

I never had a schoolmate of color until I got to college in 1957. Reg Lindsay, my law partner and friend years later, did me one better. Born and raised in segregated Birmingham, he never had a white schoolmate until he got to Harvard Law School in the late [...]

My Cousin From the Old Country and Bob Dylan

The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind. Bob Dylan (1963) On February 22, I went to New York City to see my grandson Jacob, who works for an advertising agency, and my granddaughter Susie, who is a sophomore at Barnard College. We met that afternoon at the [...]

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