Tag Archives: death Can you take the measure of grief? During my usual trolling around the internet I came across a piece in the Huffington Post on Sheryl Sandberg’s decision to return to work ten days after the sudden death of her husband. There was the usual mix of support and derision about this choice. Some people felt this was […]  It’s not often you get a surprise at a funeral, and at this one I got two. On a June day in 1991 I met my parents at Mount Carmel cemetery which straddles Brooklyn and Queens, New York. We were there to bury my grandmother Harriet. Though any funeral is sad, my grandmother had lived […]  When we’re kids we eat the food our family eats. All families have particular eating styles, and foods they’re accustomed to. It’s the sort of thing we’re unaware of until we start to venture out, and notice things like Patty’s mom cuts the crusts off her sandwiches, or Beth’s mom gives us French fries with […]  I woke on a Monday in April, 1965 on a strange new planet. No one had come to wake me for school, and I’d had a restless night, waking twice, each time going into my parents’ room, and finding the bed made, and no one there. Both times I called downstairs for them, the first […]
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