My “like” pertains to the skill and raw honesty of your writing, not to your pain. I am sorry I was not aware of its dimensions when I knew you when. The older I get, I realize the fewer Ozzie and Harriet’s there actually were.
Hi Barbara, Thank you so much for reading my essay and for your thoughtful reflection about that time. I loved going to school and to Hebrew School in those days. It made me feel "normal." I especially loved hanging out with you before Hebrew School and going to your Dad's drugstore --- playing piano and writing songs about boys! I hold those memories too!
My “like” pertains to the skill and raw honesty of your writing, not to your pain. I am sorry I was not aware of its dimensions when I knew you when. The older I get, I realize the fewer Ozzie and Harriet’s there actually were.
Hi Barbara, Thank you so much for reading my essay and for your thoughtful reflection about that time. I loved going to school and to Hebrew School in those days. It made me feel "normal." I especially loved hanging out with you before Hebrew School and going to your Dad's drugstore --- playing piano and writing songs about boys! I hold those memories too!