Fighting few dollars and a billionaire city (NYC) for enriching elements to living.
A lucky gift for reading led to an early addiction to stories, fictional and real, current and past, world, and family.
At twelve, I became a mysteries aficionado. I credit Dame Agatha with forming some parts of my social education that weren’t readily available in working class Brooklyn. Now I read fiction and memoirs as well, and the occasional biography and history.
Photography is a longtime activity – my FLICKR page.
Another thing that makes life rich – ballet has been a joy since early childhood. First time at a performance, in my bright six-year-old’s voice, I informed my father and everyone else at the theater that the men weren’t wearing pants! (Nowadays they even wear tutus – Brava! the Trocs!)
Theater and movies, too.
A friend at work, and the ever-increasing deaths of aging family members, had the surprising effect of nudging me into an interest in family history. But once you’ve stunned yourself and everyone else by reconnecting family branches separated since 1921 by revolutions, wars, genocide, dictatorships and oceans, you know it was worth all those libraries, meetings, presentations, database sites, and your own desk (sometimes 25 or 30 hours a week back in the day). For over a decade it was a passion and is still of interest.
As for the big wide world of social and political issues which envelopes all our lives, I’m an avowed humanitarian – despite ups and downs, it’s a potentially lovable species, with a lot of promise.