MY MOTHER/MY FRENEMY It happened on a break from university, which I had been attending in New York. I was upstairs, just getting up when I hear, "OHM" -- repeated several times. Had I been transported overnight to an ashram? My mother - whom everybody called Ema -...

by Bruria Cooperman | Dec 10, 2021 | Canada | 0 comments AM I SHRINKING AND TURNING BLONDE? My mother was barely 5′ 1″ and like many of her generation, became blonder and blonder with time. In her later years, I do remember a particular smell permeating her bedroom —...

MISS LEWINGTON -- A VERY IMPORTANT PIANO TEACHER      She was very tall.  And spindly.  She lived in a 30-room ‘house’ -- that ‘house’ as she so humbly described it, is now an old age home -- with her cat.  A cat she had rescued and was...

THE BRONX - WHAT AM I DOING HERE!?? Memories of my family get-togethers in the Bronx makes Woody Allen’s dream sequences seem Gentile in comparison.  There we were, our Bresler clan, with some newbies thrown in, made up of the quirkiest characters to step out of...

TRAVELLING THROUGH LIE WITH AN ALIEN How a September/December marriage between a Right-of-Attila man and a Trotskyite woman can live under the same roof. Two goldfish, a hampster and a dog named Kafka are only the beginning. Wednesday, 24 August 2011 So Far -...

I got married, for the first time, at the age of 46.  I had no children so when this opportunity came along, I grabbed it. The marriage package included three children. The two oldest were out of the house, the teenager was home. The rest of the menagerie included two...

ACT ONE:  ANGUISH ACT TWO:  NEGOTIATING THE DIVIDES ACT THREE:  TRYING TO PULL IT ALL TOGETHER 02 July 2013 PROLOGUE My father had collapsed and was hooked up to machines in the ICU; my mother had fallen and broken her hip. That's when she told me I was...

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