When I was ten years old, our family saw Fiddler on the Roof on Broadway. This was a big deal. My grandparents, who NEVER went to the theater, came. As immigrants from Eastern Europe, Fiddler felt like their story. The first act climaxes with a wedding,...
As a bonafide Baby Boomer, I like to think of myself as someone who, along with my contemporaries, is reinventing the art of grandparenting. Oh sure, my cohorts and I will bake the Cookie Monster Oreos, read Dr. Seuss and celebrate the birthdays with trips to...
In the seam of time at the end of the summer, I set off on a hike with my grandson Simon. At nine years, he is a sturdy and interesting child. These days that we spend without his parents are precious to us both, time...
Like many people, I had two grandfathers. My father’s father, Pop Jacob, was stern and dour. I’m sure I must have seen him smile once during our shared time on earth, but I have no recollection of such. Every Sunday morning, we would make the obligatory...
When the Jewish Grandparents Network was looking for an artist to provide illustrations for the report of the national study of Jewish Grandparents, we had the wonderful good fortune of finding Deborah Zemke....
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