It’s early in the evening on a Sunday, and I’m sitting out on our back deck with Jean-Paul, who is reading a guitar magazine. One of our cats, Tribbs, is out on a leash but is under careful watch; we…
Israel: Truth vs. Narrative
I’ve just returned home from a two-week trip to Israel. This is not a political blog, it is a writer’s blog, and I have no desire to spark a political discussion here. But I have noticed something that I think…
How I felt after an hour and a half at the Holocaust Museum in Jerusalem
(for some things there are no words)
Two days in Tel Aviv
Yesterday: On the television, news about anti-tank gunfire from Gaza hitting a school bus in Israel, injuring the driver and critically injuring a teenage boy on the bus. Hamas will later claim responsibility for the attack. Israel struck back by…
Rain
It’s raining in the Boston area, for the first time in a while. Raindrops are hitting the stiff brown grass in the yard, the cracked pavement on the street, and our Subaru in the driveway. Dorothy from the Wizard of…