Wouldn’t you agree that there is something special about a first anniversary? Today is my special day. A year ago today, I had my book launch, for my very first book. Did I know then, how this book was going to change my life? I was nervous.Read More
Its not what it sounds like. By street life I mean: protests, marches, and rallies. And I have only just begun. First they came for the Mexicans. ‘Put up a wall, keep ‘em out.’ I wasn’t a Mexican,Read More
O.K. Get up, dust yourselves, and get to work. Enough of this mopping, crying, and ‘how could this have happened’ stuff; stop watching the TV commentators tell you the whys the hows and the what-ifs; and get rid of that long face lady, you have work to do. I didn’t roll up my sleeves . . . .Read More
“Do you know what it means to be hungry?” Zamir Hasan asked the crowd gathered at the Brotherhood Synagogue in New York City.
A few hands went up.
“Hunger means that you don’t know where your next meal is coming from.” A young boy answered.
“Right. And do you know how many people in the U.S. don’t know where their next meal is coming from?” Zamir asked.
A bomb goes off in my neighborhood. I sit stunned and horrified, as the news flashes on my computer screen. My husband had just gone out to mail a letter. Dear God. Let him be o.k. I reach out to call him. No answer. Maybe he didn’t hear the phone ring.Read More