The Bike TripChehalem Avenue is a quiet street in the Council Crest neighborhood of Portland I grew up in, with lushly gardened houses nestled high…Aug 10, 2021Aug 10, 2021
Letter to My Grandchildren: Journey to Africa Chapter TwoDear Benaya and Uriyah,Jun 8, 2021Jun 8, 2021
Paperboy: Requiem for a Bygone EraSix afternoons a week, a bundle of Oregon Daily Journal newspapers landed with a thud on a street corner in my Portland neighborhood. The…Apr 28, 2021Apr 28, 2021
Life on Avenue XWe were two generations apart in age, me and my shver (father-in-law). Add in the Atlantic Ocean, the Holocaust, and a language barrier…Apr 7, 20211Apr 7, 20211
A Walk in the ForestIt was one of those menacing days, those late fall days when the wind blows into your bones and the yellow leaves wander in the mixed gray…Mar 17, 2021Mar 17, 2021
A Necessary ThingOne summer when I was in high school, I worked as a house painter.Mar 3, 2021Mar 3, 2021
Me and my EyeglassesI had just turned five, and once again my black eyeglasses were bent out of shape. My new eyewear was constantly banging into inanimate…Feb 10, 2021Feb 10, 2021
