Monthly Archives: November 2016

On learning that I’m “half-Jewish”

I didn’t learn my birth father’s identity until I was in my mid-twenties, and it was a shocker on two counts. First, while I’d never met him in person, I’d grown up knowing his name because he was a realtor whose “for sale” signs appeared around my hometown. Plus, one of his younger sisters had […]

Giving thanks for what I don’t have

There’s no Norman Rockwell-esque, happy-family-gathered-around-a-bounteous-feast scenario in my Thanksgiving memory bank. That doesn’t mean I don’t have a lot to be grateful for, however. In fact, I’d start my gratitude list with the fact that this year, it’s just my husband and me and a 10 lb. turkey getting together for the holiday. Here are […]

Got pot? Baby boomers, bongs and bones

Now that the recreational use of marijuana is legal here in Maine (or will be once the newly passed law takes effect), fess up, fellow baby boomers: Did you smoke pot in high school? Do you still partake? I’ll confess: I smoked occasionally in high school and college (yes, I inhaled); I even bought my […]

Songs you might not want to hear at the doctor’s

Picture this (well, you ladies of a certain age, anyway): you’re having your annual mammogram. You’re standing there half naked, with one of your boobs squished flat, holding your breath while the tech zaps it with radiation. Then, the piped-in music—part of the imaging facility’s efforts to enhance the patient experience—begins to play Firefall’s 1976 […]