Growing RootsWhen I was growing up, I had an old neighbor named Dr. Gibbs. He didn't look like any doctor I'd ever known. He never yelled at u...
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My grandmother was an iron-willed woman, the feared matriarch of our New York family back in the 1950s. When I was five years old, she invited some fr...
A long time before I was born, my Grandma and grandpa moved into the house on Beechwood Avenue. They had a young family-of 4 little girls .The little ...
In 1882 a baby girl caught a fever that was so fierce she nearly died. She survived but the fever left its mark — she could no longer see or hear. Bec...
After 21 years of marriage, I discovered a new way of keeping alive the spark of love. I started to go out with another woman. It was really my wife&#...
Even at the age of 75, Thelma was very vivacious and full of life. When her husband passed away, her children suggested that she move to a “senior liv...
In the busy city of New York, such an astonishing thing that ever happened.On a Friday night, a poor young artist stood at the gate of the subway stat...
Along the coast of the vast Atlantic ocean there lived an old man. Each day when the tide went out he would make his way along the beach for miles. An...
Some people are born with the belief that they are masters of their own lives. Others feel they are at the mercy of fate. New research shows that part...