The Myth of Diana
An essay that started with my mother's fur coat and ended up examining the construction of my female self
My Father's Meat Grinder
A look at both the actual object--the old galvanized steel grinder my parents used--and the memories evoked
Jimi Hendrix and the Prophet Isaiah
This began as a talk for my synagogue using the prophet Isaiah's diatribe about fasting and peoplehood and morphed into a reflection on Woodstock and ethics.
Balancing Act in a Wheelchair
When the five of us went to northern Italy, we found challenges and rewards in having a family member who used a wheelchair.
Essay that appeared in The Atlantic Monthly about my son's disability