I was 7 years old when this photo was taken, and I remember it as if it happened yesterday. I was dressed as St. Theresa, my namesake. My mom made the costume, as she did all my Halloween costumes, and usually on the evening of October 30. And as you might have guessed, I attended parochial school. (Where else would someone aspire to be a saint?)
My sister is standing behind me, behind the door. You can see a bit of her school uniform, with a jumper, white shirt and thin bow tie at the neck.
My favorite candy was Bit o Honey and Goldenberg's Peanut Chews, Sugar Babies and Sugar Daddies. And Almond Joys. In those days I don't think there was such a thing as "fun size." Fun meant big, and that's what most of the candy bars were in my neighborhood. My mom made jelly apples by the hundreds for the trick or treaters, and my brothers did so much trick or treating that they filled pillow sacks with their candy, which lasted until Christmas...
What candy did you like?
Monday, October 31, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
Who Couldn't Use a Jewish Grandmother?
My lifelong friend Ellen, whom I’ve known since 4th
grade, is Jewish. I, on the other
hand, am Italian. We lived a block
away from each other and spent a lot of time in each other’s houses. Holidays, birthdays, after school,
weekends – we couldn’t get enough of each other. We loved everything about it, including our ethnic grandparents.
So for me, reading The Smartest Woman I Know was like that
first delicious sip of a steaming glass of lemon tea for my soul. Ilene Beckerman writes with the clear
voice of her Jewish grandmother and shares precious tidbits of her wisdom for
each of us to treasure. I can
almost hear my friend Ellen’s grandmother saying the same things.
About food: The
right food can solve any problem – pot roast and potatoes for depression,
blintzes with sugar and sour cream for moodiness. (Who can argue with that?)
About elevators:
“Why ride up and down in a closet?
On the escalator, if there’s a fire, I can get off in a hurry.”
About the word "So": “So I’ll tell you how to lose weight. Don’t eat so much.”
About men: “A husband is like buying new shoes. You
might find something you like right away, but if it’s not a good fit it will
never make you happy.”
If you’ve got an ethnic bone anywhere in your body, you’ll enjoy this
little tome packed with the wit and wisdom of a generation. Maybe you’ll start to think of a few
things your grandmother used to say.
Maybe you’ll even write them down.
So who’s stopping you?
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Friday, October 7, 2011
The (real) Jersey Shore
Many of you know I'm originally a Jersey Girl. I visited my daughter and son-in-law last weekend at their home in the heart of the Jersey shore, and we went for a walk on the Seaside Heights boardwalk. It felt so good to be "home."
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| Gotta love the spotted pig prize. |
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| Shoot the Guido? Gotta be Jersey. |
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| Yes, it's the "See The Jersey Shore" skyride. (Takes you past the JS house.) |
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| My daughter and son-in-law in front of the Jersey Shore tv show house. |
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| My son-in-law explained the JS tv house command center to me, as he worked in this facility for some time. (see my notes on the photo) |
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| Coming to Jersey? Here are the nearest cross streets for the house. |
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| I couldn't resist photographing this. |
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| Really? Someone needs underpants that say these things? |
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| Not the Jersey shore without the lemonade stand. |
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| I love this shot of the ferris wheel, with the tumbling clouds in the background. |
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| Unlike those tv shows you see these days, this is my Jersey Shore. |
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Sunday, October 2, 2011
Occupy Wall Street
Today's post is a bit more serious in tone than most of mine. But given the state of the world's economy right now, I feel it has to be said.
If you haven't heard of the Occupy Wall Street movement, I'm not surprised. Most of the major media outlets (with the exception of Huffington Post, from what I have seen) did their best to ignore it for as long as possible. In fact, it wasn't until my daughter asked me what I thought about it that I heard of it at all.
And that is what amazes and worries me. It seems like neither liberals nor conservatives have wanted to acknowledge this group of (mostly young and discontent) voices saying, essentially, "We're unhappy with the status quo. We're tired of corporate greed ruining our future. We want change." It frightens me because it makes clear how both political ends of the media are controlled by their special interest groups.
Looking at our current financial crisis, it's hard not to acknowledge that much of it began with problems with banks, mortgages, and investments gone awry -- throughout the world. The moneymakers did things to create personal wealth that hit a particular group hard: the middle class. Things seem to be getting worse by the month, while much of the middle class disappears. Average people are angry and want a voice. Republicans and Democrats in Washington spend more time perfecting their spitting contests and preserving their party alliances than in creating real change.
Young people are the ones who traditionally have the energy and idealism to embody a new voice. These disenchanted (mostly young) individuals are attempting something I think all of us should find heartening. In the tradition of Thomas Paine, Samuel Adams and Patrick Henry, they are raising their voices to say, "We're not sure exactly what we want yet, but we know we don't want more of the same." To my mind, this uprising, growing despite being ignored by the major media outlets and misunderstood by many Americans, hearkens back to the French Revolution, where the voices of the many grew in desperation to outweigh the few in the ruling class.
Every July 4th we praise our forefathers -- people who rose up against the status quo and bravely fought for a better system. Let's remember to be open-minded towards the new firebrands and consider that true change sometimes happens, not from the top down, but from the grassroots. However this works out for the Occupy Wall Street group, I applaud them for doing something rather than nothing, and so far at least, doing it in a peaceful manner.
If you haven't heard of the Occupy Wall Street movement, I'm not surprised. Most of the major media outlets (with the exception of Huffington Post, from what I have seen) did their best to ignore it for as long as possible. In fact, it wasn't until my daughter asked me what I thought about it that I heard of it at all.
And that is what amazes and worries me. It seems like neither liberals nor conservatives have wanted to acknowledge this group of (mostly young and discontent) voices saying, essentially, "We're unhappy with the status quo. We're tired of corporate greed ruining our future. We want change." It frightens me because it makes clear how both political ends of the media are controlled by their special interest groups.
Looking at our current financial crisis, it's hard not to acknowledge that much of it began with problems with banks, mortgages, and investments gone awry -- throughout the world. The moneymakers did things to create personal wealth that hit a particular group hard: the middle class. Things seem to be getting worse by the month, while much of the middle class disappears. Average people are angry and want a voice. Republicans and Democrats in Washington spend more time perfecting their spitting contests and preserving their party alliances than in creating real change.
Young people are the ones who traditionally have the energy and idealism to embody a new voice. These disenchanted (mostly young) individuals are attempting something I think all of us should find heartening. In the tradition of Thomas Paine, Samuel Adams and Patrick Henry, they are raising their voices to say, "We're not sure exactly what we want yet, but we know we don't want more of the same." To my mind, this uprising, growing despite being ignored by the major media outlets and misunderstood by many Americans, hearkens back to the French Revolution, where the voices of the many grew in desperation to outweigh the few in the ruling class.
Every July 4th we praise our forefathers -- people who rose up against the status quo and bravely fought for a better system. Let's remember to be open-minded towards the new firebrands and consider that true change sometimes happens, not from the top down, but from the grassroots. However this works out for the Occupy Wall Street group, I applaud them for doing something rather than nothing, and so far at least, doing it in a peaceful manner.
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