When Is a Pen More than a Pen?
Of all the mementos—either already or soon-to-be artifacts at the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum—the pen and I have a special relationship that I am reluctant to end.
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Spring: A Time of Renewal and Hope
Even late in my mother’s life when she lived in an assisted-living facility, she’d look out the window, point at the trees, and smile as she noticed the emergence of spring and her favorite color: “young green.”
Disquieting Pictures
A small black-and-white photograph has suddenly taken on a heartbreaking new significance.
Fruits
We loved all the summer fruits, especially the plums.