Monthly Archives: October 2013

A JOYOUS CELEBRATION OF THE LIFE OF THE ANTHROPOLOGIST OWEN M. LYNCH! FRIDAY, OCTOBER 25, 2013, AT FACULTY HOUSE, COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY

It’s been 50 years since the young anthropologist, Owen Lynch, first came to dinner in our small, dark Columbia University apartment and played with our young children. He‘d returned many times since – often fresh from a trip to India … Continue reading

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MY EYES BETRAYED ME; I COULD HEAR BUT NOT SEE BRITTEN’S “MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM”

There I was, lucky enough to be at the glorious Met, in the third row.  My generous daughter had splurged on a ticket for me.  She and her husband were also going, but they were sitting in cheaper seats in … Continue reading

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GOD BLESS AND FOREVER KEEP THE NUMBER 1 TRAIN ON THE NEW YORK IRT LINE. AMEN!

I don’t mean to play favorites.  Honestly, I use and appreciate all the subway lines the city offers, but I travel to and from work, and to my children’s home on the #1.  So I know it pretty well. Since I … Continue reading

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PRESENT TENSE: A STORY

Harry puts the roast in the pre-warmed oven following Louise’s specific instructions, and then he forgets all about it.  When she arrives she is frantic, but Harry hasn’t noticed smell or smoke.  He is in his study reading Margaret Fuller’s, … Continue reading

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Bar Mitzvah Speech Honoring Gabriel Julian Klass, My Beloved Grandson, October 12, 2013, at the 92nd St Y

I am so happy to be here today. I thank Gabriel’s parents, David and Giselle, for the great honor of inviting me to speak. My initial reaction was to go right home and dig out my old silver bugle, polish it up and … Continue reading

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THEY ERRED: QUOTES FROM STUDENT PAPERS

“The grandmother that everyone thought dead was a lie and kicking.”  “My handsomest uncle has always been an encourageable romantic.” “In my notebook, I have a complete copulation of the material.” “My sister would bend over backwards for anyone in … Continue reading

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DEATH EARS

At the Writers Workshop in Iowa City in 1950 the professor who taught my graduate English course said to me sternly after the big exam, “Young lady, Question 1 was obligatory.  The other questions were optional.  Why didn’t you do … Continue reading

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