For the Duration

When one of my granddaughters asked if the Covid-19 experience was like anything I could remember, I said no. But Continue reading →

D-Day Memory: Then and Now

On a Tuesday in early June 1944, near the end of 5th grade, I woke to find my mother extremely Continue reading →

P.S. The Windrush Generation

I have posted more than once about Claudia Jones and her life and work in London with the “Windrush Generation.” Continue reading →

P.S. We’re All Nasty Now

I posted “Generations“ in May 2015, when Bernie Sanders was a gleam in the eye of the Left, Jeb Bush Continue reading →

#Tech #Support

During my long-ago childhood I could never have imagined that a phone—a heavy, stable black object—would become a traveling computer Continue reading →

P.S. Not So Silent

Memory can take you in unexpected directions. I wrote recently about student summer travel in the 1950s, and after the Continue reading →

Happy Birthday from Barcelona

I would have loved a birthday text from my granddaughter under any circumstances, and I was especially pleased with a Continue reading →

In & Out: The Generations Gap

My granddaughter wants pajama pants for her birthday. That sounds OK, but I remember giving her some fairly recently, maybe Continue reading →