first
It was a combination of my 60th birthday celebration and a trip down memory lane. We chose to have a family vacation in Palm Springs, the place we travelled to six weekends a year, for a period of 20 years, visiting my in-laws, snowbirds who came from Toronto to soak up the sunshine and be […]
I had forgotten how dark, how quiet, and how peaceful it is to be out in the woods. The pleasure of being temporarily disconnected from things that beep, light up, or plug-in, is an added bonus. For many years we took a yearly trip to the national parks with my parents and sister. After joining […]
Last night I went to meet a jeweler who is doing some work for our family. Although I had spoken on the phone with Sol several times, I had not had the pleasure of meeting him. From his accent, I could tell that Sol had grown up in a country where he had spoken French […]
My sister, brother-in-law, and older son came to town this week for my father’s unveiling. Yes, it was sad and emotional, but it was also a celebration of a life lived to the fullest. Well they have all gone home and, tonight, when I sat down to write this post, all I could think of […]
This is the first Father’s Day since my father, Harry Graf, passed away. It feels strange despite the fact that in recent years he was not well enough to really enjoy the celebrations. He never knew his father and I often wondered what it must have been like for him to grow up without one. I never […]
My parents, Miriam and Harry Graf, were both originally from small towns near Warsaw, Poland, from families who were religious Zionists. In my father’s hometown of Warka, he and his brothers were active in the Revisionist movement in the 1930s. My mother’s older brother had tickets on a liner to Palestine but the war broke […]
Bamitbach 