Depending on how you figure it, I’ve been hanging out in and around classrooms and schoolhouses for more than 45 years in a variety of capacities – teacher, coach, school director, project administrator. Chalk dust and magic marker vapors have left their mark on my nostrils and lungs. Every time I drive by a school, I feel the same nostalgia, tinged with jealousy, that overcomes me when I see...
I’ve written before about the fact that for the Passover holiday every year we turn our kitchens upside down. That includes exchanging all the dishes, pots and pans and silverware for items that are used only during the eight-day holiday. I have vivid memories of helping my parents haul up the cartons of Passover materials from the basement storage locker where they resided the remaining 350+...
I’m back after a welcome week off while some of our family was in town for the Passover holiday which doesn’t end till Thursday evening, but their departure has returned us to our regular routines. They include writing my weekly blog, so here I go. My last entry dealt with the accumulation of possessions which proliferate in challenging ways over the course of a lifetime. With the assistance of...