Monthly Archives: August 2012

Barack Obama Cares

“We watched his inauguration with tears streaming down our faces. ┬áBarack Obama was the first African-American president. Raised by a single mother, he struggled to find his identity: Read “Dreams From My Father.” He was smart, he could write and … Continue reading

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Birds of Paradise, part 2

Memories can be elusive, unlike flowers. In yesterday’s post I mentioned that my father, Sidney Edward Wilensky, was a florist. Guess I haven’t talked about him much, even to my closest friends. Maybe it’s because my father died in 1969, … Continue reading

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Birds of Paradise, part 1

My father was a florist. Flowers meant work when I was little. I’d unwrap newspaper from poinsettia plants at Christmas and lilies at Easter. Hundreds of them protected from the Connecticut cold in a old livery-stable garage behind Cherry Hill … Continue reading

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A poetic salad

“Don’t worry Sheila, you’ll get to eat,” Candice tells me. We’re drinking tea in her kitchen, talking about relationships, writing, organic produce, Portugal, friendship, the world scene. I’ve been back home in Tucson for a week. As always, my visit … Continue reading

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