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Winston Churchill once said that if you were not a liberal when you were young you had no heart, and if you were not a conservative when you were older then you had no brain. I know I have both so what does that make me?

The Green Flash

Like Maui I tried to be a good son. But while he was successful in his effort to make the days longer for his mother,  I am haunted by my failure. The months of isolation have only served to make me more comfortable with my ghosts, not quiet them. Which is why I call her every day. I know she is no longer here. That doesn’t mean she is not listening Continue reading

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The Green Flash

Getting into that cab, saying goodbye to Nadine is among the most difficult things I have ever done. I was leaving the person I cherished and loved above all others with no expectation of when or even if I would see her again. That type of goodbye belonged in movies. Not in my life. I managed to put on a brave face through our final embrace. I told her all the lies that one tells someone you love when the future is uncertain. It won’t be long. I will see you before you know it. You are tired of me anyway. We have Zoom. We were both remarkably stoic. Until we were out of sight of each other and then I let the tears flow. Continue reading

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The Green Flash

Chapter 3: Day 2: Dawn According to legend, the god Maui not only created the island paradise we call Hawaii, but he also made the days longer. The story goes that he found his mother Hina, who was normally cheerful, … Continue reading

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The Green Flash

I awake to the sound of distant drums and muffled cheering. I suspect that somewhere on the Ritz’s property a group of native Hawaiians are giving some mainlanders a highly sanitized introduction to their culture. Perhaps a hula demonstration or Luau. I have no desire to get up and join them. It is too corny and I am too tired for any socializing tonight. But I am still wrestling with what brought us here in the first place. Not only the death of Conor but the circumstances that led up to it, how I had missed so much and the role I had played when everything went tits up.   Continue reading

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The Green Flash:

Day 1: 8pm . Chapter 1: Well the first days are the hardest days, don’t you worry any more‘Cause when life looks like easy street, there is danger at your doorThink this through with me, let me know your mindWoah-oh, … Continue reading

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The Green Flash: Chapter 1

Day 1: 3pm (Continued) It is my nephew, Liam. 6’4”, and despite his twenty-eight years a boyish face with rosy cheeks, dimples, and a beard that only needed to be shaved twice a week. Covid protocols be damned we gave … Continue reading

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The Green Flash: Chapter 1

Day 1: 3pm Hawaii smells as heaven should. It felt that way because for the last fifteen hours I had been on an airplane wearing a KN95 mask and after smelling my own breath for that long anything would smell … Continue reading

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Carol Z. Rothkopf: An Incomplete Memoir

The Book of Baum: Lazar Baum was the eldest, and apparently went West, probably during the Gold Rush of 1848. He was never heard of again. The Family Book of 1964 suggests that he could have been scalped by Indians, … Continue reading

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Lilacs

The sign above the gate read “Arbeit Mach Frei.” It was May 12, 2011 and I found myself literally staring at the gates of hell. The entrance to the most notorious of all the Nazi Death Camps: Auschwitz-Birkenau.  Being here … Continue reading

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A MINOR MEMORANDUM TO MY CHILDREN

                       ON THE EIGHTY-FITH ANNIVERSARY OF KRYSTALLNACHT,                                                     NOVEMBER 9 AND 10, 1938 I don’t intend to make this a big deal literary effort or a weepy emotional debauch.  I simply want to tell you what I remember about Krystallnacht. … Continue reading

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