Wednesday, December 31, 2014


DECEMBER 18, 2010 - 10 TEVET 5770

Four years......hard to believe. December 18th was the calendar date....the third night of Chanukah...

At sundown tonight, December 31st, Tevet 10 is the yahrtzeit by the Jewish lunar calendar. Thinking of Roby during all these holidays especially tonight, the New year when we light the yahrtzeit candle again.

Last year, Julian sent me Roby's THE STORY OF CHANUKAH which I had never read. Here it is in his memory...


The story of Chanukah begins, not with Judah Maccabee, but with another great general, Alexander the Great, of Macedonia. In the fourth century B.C.E., Alexander conquered the world - or as much of it as he could find. His father, Phillip, had previously conquered Greece, which borders on Macedonia. Although Phillip of Macedonia conquered Greece, Greek culture "conquered" him and Alexander - a not infrequent occurrence in human history. It was Greek learning and Greek culture, therefore, that Alexander's armies spread among the various countries that they conquered in the the Middle East - including Judea. (Israel)

After the death of Alexander in 323 B.C.E., his Middle Eastern empire was split into three kingdoms: Parthia in the East, Syria in the center, and Egypt in the southwest. Judea (Israel) was located in the area of the King of Syria.

By the second century B.C.E., Hellenism (Greek culture) was still exercising a strong attraction upon those who could read and write - usually the rich and the powerful - in the major cities of the Middle East, including many Jews in Judea, especially in Jerusalem. By this time, it had become common for those who were literate to learn Greek and to educate themselves in the Greek arts and sciences and philosophy, etc.

In Judea a split occurred between those Jews who had eagerly embraced the impressive academic and creative achievements of the Greeks (and in the process, neglected and forgot about their Judaism) and those Jews who felt that Greek culture was weakening and eroding their Jewish heritage. There were also some Jews - like Hillel - who studied and admired Greek arts and sciences but who did not abandon their primary - and strong - commitment to their Jewish philosophy and teachings.
In 175 B.C.E., the Greco-Syrian king, Antochus Epiphanes, unhappy and uncomfortable with the religious independence of many other peoples, declared that the Greek religion was going to replace the Jewish religion. When he met opposition from ardent Jews, Antiochus decided to take harsh steps. He banned the reading and study of the Torah. Those who violated the ban were put to death. Mothers were forbidden to have their sons circumcized. Those who violated the ban were put to death.

In 167 B.C.E., ing Antiochus decreed that the animal to be sacrificed daily in the Holy Temple was henceforth to be a pig...which, for Jews, had been the most despised non-kosher animal for a thousand years. In addition, sculptured idols of the gods of Greek mythology were to be worshipped in the Jewish Holy Temple, including a statue of Antiochus Epiphanes himself.

As circumstances developed, the secularized, educated, Hellenized Jews in Jerusalem offered little resistance to the edicts of Antiochus. Significant resistance was present, however, in the countryside among the farmers, among the relatively uneducated, among the poor - and among a few prominent well-to-do families in small towns and villages who resented the loose living and free thinking of those Hellenized Jews in the larger cities.

Antiochus then ordered his troops to hunt down those places in the countryside where opposition to Antiochus and Jewish Hellenists were known to exist. One such place they went to was the town of Modi'in, where Mattathias, a Jewish priest, and his five grown sons lived. The were known for their opposition to the weakening of Judaism as a result of Jewish Hellenization.

In the presence of people of the town, one of Antiochus' men prepared an altar with a pig and asked for a Jew to come up and perform the sacrificial ritual. When a Jewish man rose to perform the sacrifice, Mattathias killed both him and Antiochus's soldier. As he tore down the altar, Mattathias shouted to the crowd: "Who is for the Lord and for Torah stand with me?" With his five grown sons, and some of the townspeople, Mattathias fled to the mountains, where he was eventually joined by many like-minded zealots - Pietists, as they were called. As stated in the Book of Maccabees I, "The core of the conflict was a fight for religious freedom and national survival."
From their mountain hide-outs, they used guerilla tactics - the first known use of such tactics in warfare - to harass the military units of King Antiochus. Mattathias died early in the war, in 166 B.C.E., but his son, Judah, proved himself to be an outstanding military leader. Judah the Maccabee, he was called; the thousands of men who joined them in their struggle for religious freedom became known as the Maccabees. The word "maccabee" means "Hammer" in Hebrew. Also, the first letters of the Biblical phrase, "Who is like you, Lord, among the mighty," spells "maccabee."

After a string of military successes against the larger forces of Antiochus, the Maccabees defeated the Greco-Syrians and recaptured the Holy Temple in Jerusalem 163 B.C.E. Within a few days, they had cleansed the Temple thoroughly, and, on the 25th day of the month of Kislev, they rededicated the Temple, including the restoration of an eternal light over the ark, which contained the Torah scrolls - an ancient custom of the Israelites. To this day, every synagogue in the world has a candle, or light, burning day and night, every day of the year. The Hebrew word for "dedication" is Chanukah. The Maccabees - and Jews everywhere - celebrated Chanukah every year for eight days.

About a century later, after the Romans had occupied Judea, a story of unknown origin began to circulate that when the Maccabees recaptured, cleansed and rededicated the Holy Temple, they found only a small cruse of oil with which to light the eternal light - enough, it was thought, for perhaps one day. When it lasted for eight days, it was considered a miracle - a point that became - and still is - a part of the Chanukah story.

Just think! If the Jews had not fought for the continued existence of the Jewish religion 2165 years ago, there would not have been any Christianity...or Islam !!


Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Traditional Chanukah Menorah, oil lamp;


As we head into the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year, Sunday Dec. 21st, we add Light - common to all traditions at this time of year. Thinking of Roby and the latkes....

 Modern Menorah by LILIBI: An interesting modern take on the ancient, traditional Chanukah menorahs where olive oil was used, not candles, clearly connected to the Chanukah story where the oil burned for 8 days even though there was only enough for one day.....miracles......

Monday, November 10, 2014


My friend Joan sent me this photo today while visiting her family in Montana. I know she did not sign on for major snow when she left the Bay Area, Oakland, California a few weeks ago. Joan left Chicago over twenty years ago to live in a 'temperate' climate. She had to borrow her brother's socks to go outside today. Good thing she brought her walking poles/sticks to prevent slips and falls !

Monday, October 20, 2014


I am back from Summer hiatus. A lot has happened. Joan Rivers passed away from a routine procedure. On the heels of Robin Williams, this was too much to bear. Fortunately you can see almost all her performances on YouTube. Sometimes I start my day with her in the morning. It's great laughter therapy. The absence of those two originals is palpable. Moral of the story: it is our job here in America to prevent the euphemistically called Healthcare system, i.e. Doctors, the Food industry and the Pharmaceutical industry from killing us.

Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippor and Succot have come and gone. Happy New Year to all, belated......we had a very decorative Succah here at 1550.

October baseball. Unreal. Stay tuned to the World Series starting Tuesday night between the Kansas City Royals and The S.F. Giants. Weird - no Red Sox, no Yankees, no St. Louis Cardinals, no Detroit Tigers. Changes, big changes. I still think Ownership and Management should hit the road here in Beantown. Yes, that means you John Henry, owner of the Boston Globe and a Liverpool Soccer team. Now we have to watch Jake Peavey, former Red Sox pitcher (who bought a Duckboat after we won the World Series last year) start for the Giants in Game 1. Wince, wince.

Fall foliage is beautiful here right now. I have been taking shots from the 8th floor lobby window. 

Wednesday, September 17, 2014


When I was a little girl, my mother and I would go into Boston shopping for back to school clothes. Sometimes we went for a ride on the swanboats. This year, on my birthday, my friend Bill and I went for a ride on the swanboats on a beautiful summer day in September. The swanboats have been around for 130 years in the Public Garden, c. 1883ish.....unique to Boston.
 Downtown Boston after getting off the T at Park Street.

I love this view because there are no 20th century buildings - this is a 19th century view, unchanged.
Sunday in the Park with George.........

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

ROBIN WILLIAMS 1951-8.12.2014


blindsided by this one........

he burned so brightly.........

who knew ?

once again, mental illness makes the news ..........

between the demise of the Boston Red Sox and Robin Williams, the summer of 2014 is not going well.....i blame management + ownership + big money for the Sox, Robin Williams...i like to think he went back to Ork.......time's up.........

8.15th UPDATE

ok, a Parkinson's more context......still..very sad......

Sunday, July 20, 2014



We lived at 104 American Legion Highway for ten years. Shirley worked as a Bookkeeper five days a week at a 9-5 job. On Friday night we went to Bubbe's house. On saturdays we went shopping down Blue Hill Avenue. On sundays, Shirley stayed in bed almost all day and I was not permitted to make any noise or go outside until she got up which was well past noon. I went to school, the Robert Treat Paine School, grades kindergarten through sixth grade. After public school I went to Hebrew school for four years. Before Hebrew school I went to dance/ballet classes for two years. We had a recital at the old John Hancock building in Boston. (I was going to get my toe shoes in the third year, but Shirley said I had to go to Hebrew school instead. I whined about that for the rest of my life) I almost fell off the chair while  talking to her on the phone about a year before she died and out of the blue she said, "...Carol, I will buy you a pair of ballet shoes now if you want..." Shirley said Hebrew school was in lieu of daycare. What she actually said was, "If anything happens to me, I am going to tell people that you are at the Beth El Hebrew school and you better be there!" After sixth grade, I went to Girls Latin School for the seventh and eighth grades. During every one of those summers I went to a Jewish day camp sponsored by the Hecht House for two months, June and July and then I went to overnight camp at Camp Kingswood for three weeks in August in Bridgeton, Maine where we had an Oneg Shabbat every Friday night (more on Camp Kingswood later)

Shirley used to sing during the Dorchester years. Sometimes the neighbors thought it was the radio, she had such a good voice. She loved Frank Sinatra. I remember her singing Mein Yiddishe Mama, My Funny Valentine, Nat King Cole, Chestnuts Roasting on An Open Fire....

On December 7, 1962 Bubbe died. Our lives changed. My life changed. No going to Bubbe's house on Friday nights anymore. No going to her  house on the holidays. I was 12 years old. Shirley went after work to the Brigham and Women's Hospital every night until she died. I remember when she came home and told me Bubbe died. Pancreatic cancer. I did not go the funeral. Shirley told me I had to stay with a friend. I was not given a choice to go or not. It was like she just disappeared from my life. Life went on. Different.

Friday, July 18, 2014


According to the mystical tradition in Judaism:
"The construction of the earth was begun at the centre, with the foundation stone of the Temple, the Eben Sheytiah, for the Holy Land is at the central point of the surface of the earth, Jerusalem is at the central point of Palestine, and the temple is situated at the centre of the Holy City. In the sanctuary itself the Hekal, built on the foundation stone, which thus is at the centre of the earth ." Ginzberg, Legends of the Jews

All over the world, thousands of people are demonstrating in the street either pro-Israel or pro-Palestinian. Taking a break from my own personal psycho-drama to comment on the Middle East psycho-drama, i.e. Israel vs. Palestinians + Hamas. I did not go to the Fletcher School of Diplomacy but here is my two cents. It's hard to find the words to even talk about it.

Israeli forces storm holiest mosque in Jerusalem,

Wash. Post 7.18.14

Rockets in Jerusalem - YIKES ! What would Roby say? I know he would have a lot to say, i.e. The Land of Israel, etc. After all the research I did on synagogue architecture, this current situation seems to be just as impossible and irrational as the Israelites going up against Rome before 70 A.D. See Arch of Titus.

Rockets in Jerusalem in July 2014 - chilling. Sacred space under rocket attack !? This does not bode well for anybody.

Israel has lost the war of public opinion. Hamas does not expect to win the conflict with weapons, but they know they have swayed the international community by showing women and children, being killed and wounded whose pictures are on Twitter. The whole world is watching this; everybody knows what is going on the minute it happens. The Jewish community is split into two polarizing factions. Jewish Voices for Peace are demonstrating all over the world against Israeli bombing of Gaza and killing innocent women and children. I saw pictures this morning on Twitter - children dead and wounded. According to the Jewish calendar we are heading into the month of Av. The ninth of Av is the saddest day in the Jewish year commemorating the destruction of the Temple of Solomon. I once commented to Roby that after all the research I did on my synagogue project, the conclusion I reached is that the Jews never get together on anything -  our tradition is one of debate. "I go to the other shul" as the joke goes - until they have a common enemy. He agreed.

Sirens blare in Jerusalem, rockets land in Hebron and Bethlehem 


07/12/2014 19:14



"The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,
will not be televised, will not be televised.
The revolution will be no re-run brothers;
The revolution will be live."
Gil-Scott Heron, The Revolution Will Not Be Televised, poem and song, 1970 (about the Civil Rights Movement. Gil Scott-Heron could not foresee social media - indeed, the revolution IS being televised...

The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,
will not be televised, will not be televised.
The revolution will be no re-run brothers;
The revolution will be live.




Wednesday, July 16, 2014



*104 American Legion Highway
As a preface to the Malden years, it is worth noting that during the Dorchester years, Shirley did not drink or smoke. There was never any alcohol in our house. I never saw her drink except on Passover when we drank that horrible Manischewitz wine.   She had friends. Marian and Mel Brenner. They lived in Randolph. We went there on Thanksgiving. Shirley made a special 'Christmas' cake with graham crackers and red and green jello. It was fun to help make it. They had three kids. Marian was a friend from high school. In the summertime, we went to Wollaston beach or Nantasket. I remember Mock taking us in his 98 Starfire Oldsmobile, black convertible with a red interior. We also went to Nantasket to visit and stay with cousin Irene and her husband Sumner Zorfas and their three kids.

Our house had a lot of books. I got books for presents and I loved them. (interesting that books seem to be on the verge of disappearing) I read a lot and Shirley read a lot, in addition to Vogue, Bazaar and Town and Country.  I loved to read; it was an escape and it worked. She took me to the theater; we saw Once Upon a Mattress in Boston.

I remember walking with Roby on Blue Hill Avenue from Boby's house to ? He gave me a book of fairytales. I loved it. I still have two books from childhood: Debbie and Her Nap and A Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson. Also, all the Madeline books..."In an old house in Paris that was covered in vines lived 12 little girls in 2 straight lines...."

*104 American Legion Highway, pastel on cardboard, memory drawing

Monday, July 7, 2014


The 'Good' Shirley and The 'Bad' Shirley (The Medicated Shirley comes later)

Angry + Terrified
I sat in my therapist's office two weeks ago and said I don't understand how she was able to keep it together all those years in Dorchester, when she worked to support us and then to see her spiral down  during and after the Malden years - she became a different person. Tough to watch. She told me one of her boyfriends, Mock, told her not to marry Julius Silverman- "he's a tough guy..." Turned out, he was.

There were at least three different 'Shirleys'...the 'good' shirley who everyone liked, beautiful, funny, fun to be around. That was her 'public' self. I lived with her, alone, during those years. Behind closed doors, another story played out. After divorcing my father, Stanley Miller before I was two, Shirley remained a single woman for 12 years, becoming "a single, working mother, ahead of her time" as she was fond of saying. When I got old enough to go to school, she worked full time. Interesting that she chose not to remarry all those years. I now realize, she did not like anybody to tell her what to do. It was not due to lack of options. She dated many guys who liked her over the years including Harold Berman, truck driver, nice, Mock, always came with chinese food and games for me, and Ozzie. She chose Julius Silverman. One day while shopping in the supermarket, a woman came up to Shirley and they talked. Afterwards, she said "your father is dead." I was eight. Then we continued on shopping. When I asked about my father, i.e. what was his name, she slapped me across the face and said, "he was rotten. He would not pay for child support.
He was rotten." She went to court to prevent him from seeing me because he did not pay child support. Exit my biological father. (Years later I met his brother, my uncle Frank,  more on that later)

During the Dorchester years, her mantra to me was: "you have to get good marks so you can go to college, you have to get good marks so you can go to college!  No TV unless you get on the honor roll. You have to get on the honor roll so you can get into Girls Latin School, (a public college prep high school in Codman Square). " I did it. I had to. In the seventh and eighth grades I was taking: Latin, English, Math, History and French. She said I did not have to go to Hebrew school anymore because I would have so much more  homework to do. Femina, feminae, feminae....yes I did have a lot more work to do.

Brace yourself. This is tough stuff, even for me! I had to do what she said - you never knew when she was going to explode or why- any little thing could set her off. And then her rage, anger and frustration came out in violent, emotionally + physically abusive episodes; she would fly into a rage and sweep everything off shelves and tables, sending books and papers and lamps flying. In the eighth grade I had to make two mythology reports because she destroyed the first one. It was like living in a war zone. This was the 'wire-mother monkey' or the 'bad' Shirley.*
No one else saw 'the bad shirley.' Only me. I was terrified of her and I was angry. I became the punching bag. That began a pattern of my not listening to any 'authority figures.' I still have trouble with that but after five years of EMDR therapy, I can 'hear' people better.You do not 'forget' the trauma. The sound of breaking glass reminds me of my childhood.

Julius did not know anything about the 'bad' Shirley when he married her. He did not know she threw his diamond engagement ring down the incinerator at 104 American Legion Highway and that Shirley and Ruth Goldin had to sort through the trash to find it.

After years and years of therapy, I realize, our relationship was doomed. She was never going to be the mother I wished for, and I was not going to be the 'perfect' daughter she wished for. Tough stuff.

*Wire mother monkey: Harry F. Harlow, Monkey Love Experiments.
When I read about these experiments in various Psychology classes I took, I began to think of her as 'the wire-mother monkey'; a piece of terrycloth over a wire monkey - hard to hurt to love her. 

POSTSCRIPT: Many years after these events, while talking to her on the phone in Berkeley, I confronted her about her abusive behavior (from a nice safe distance of 3,000 miles away); she was taking medication then, Stelazine, an anti-psychotic drug. She said, "I know, I am sorry, do you forgive me?"

During these years, my 'safe haven' was Bubbe's house. I never told her what was going on. I was there on friday nights and all school vacations. It was SAFE; unconditional love from Bubbe which is how I started this blog. 

SAFE: Bubbe + Zaidy, 1962ish

Friday, July 4, 2014


A POSITIVE CHILDHOOD MEMORY: The 'Good' Shirley in the Dorchester Years

When I was a little girl, my mother and I went shopping on Saturday down Blue Hill Avenue to Mattapan Square, the Jewish neighborhood shopping district next to Dorchester. (1950's-1963) First we went to the supermarket that delivered. Then we went to lunch at the G + G delicatessen where all the politicians went to schmooze with their constituents. I had a hot pastrami sandwich on a roll that came with potato chips and a half sour pickle. Blue Hill Avenue was teeming with people on saturdays and we would always run into some relatives....Irene, Faigie, Irene's mother I think. Then we continued shopping at the bakery. Shirley ordered danish pastry for herself, half moons for us and sometimes, cupcakes. Then we walked home or took the bus. By the time we got home, the groceries were delivered. (If only supermarkets would deliver today!)

After supper we would snuggle on the sofa and watch movies while sucking on our tootsie pops. Chocolate. At 11:30 horror movies would come on - with Feep and after that Creature Feature.....I got my love of classic movies and B science fiction movies that have become cult classics from her; we watched Them, Day of the Triphids, It Came From Outer Space, and my all time fave, The Day the Earth Stood Still with Michael Rennie! Those movies are still running on TCM. I found those movies on DVD while cleaning out her apartment. Along with an assortment of Shirley Temple movies that I still love to this very day. She must have been named for Shirley Temple, don't you think ? I never asked her about that. Those saturdays were preceded by friday night Shabbat dinners at Bubbe's house, See Blog, September, 2009.

Scan of illustration in The Synagogues of Dorchester by Richard Heath, Sept. 2004, showing advertisement for the opening of the G and G Delicatessen, from The Jewish Advocate, Thursday, June 3, 1948. 

We lived at 92 American Legion Highway in a one bedroom apartment and then 104 American Legion Highway, a two bedroom in the Franklin Hill Avenue projects. My earliest memories are from there.

Friday, June 27, 2014


 שלאּובה בת משה יצחק
נפ' ח' תמוז תשע"ב

DIED JUNE 27, 2012
ת' נ' צ' ב' ה'
Pay Nun means “Here is buried/Po Niftarah”
Sluvah daughter of Moshe Yitzchak
Nun Pay means “Niftarah/Died”
8th day of Tammuz 5772 = June 28 2012 (see
Then the last line means “May her soul be bound up with the bounds of eternal life." 


Thankfully I have a good therapist and a warm, sweet, compassionate Rabbi to help me through this very difficult process. The 'new normal' - living life not in relation to Shirley - part of me died right along with her I realize.  My Rabbi says I am in a different stage of grief now + my therapist. It is very difficult when you don't have anyone to talk to about the death of my mother. She isolated and refused to answer the telephone so ................apparently no one has memories of Shirley except me.

I signed up for Yoga for Trauma Sensitive People at the Trauma Center in Brookline. In 2008, I participated in a research study there for people with PTSD. I was put into the Yoga group fortunately. Over Memorial Day weekend, the New York Times had many articles on PTSD, including a lengthy article about  Dr. Bessel Van der Kolk, A Revolutionary Approach to Treating Trauma. He is the Director of The Trauma Center in Brookline.


Saturday, June 21, 2014


Coming off a sweep of the Minnesota Twins, hoping to turn things around,  we lost the first two games to the Oakland A's, arguably the best team in baseball right now. We should have won last night's game. That we didn't highlights what's wrong with 'our Red Sox', as Bernice put it. The A's starting pitcher, just recently called up from the Minors, lasted just 4 innings; they won the game with their bullpen while Sox reliever Andrew Miller walked two guys in the 8th and then former Red Sox player Coco Crisp hit the winning run in to score. That sums up the disappointing, frustrating, depressing season we are having in Red Sox Nation. I love reading the comments of the sports writers articles - "when are you gonna realize, last year was an anomaly?"

I hate to say it, sad but true. All last year I could not believe how we were winning game after game. Knock me over with a feather, that we beat the Detroit Tigers in the Playoffs and went on to win the World Series! The Marathon Bombing galvanized that team and they became more than the sum of their parts. The Tigers had a better team but we still beat them. I was amazed ........but thrilled as we all were.

The best thing that's happened this year is the discovery of Brock Holt. Look, up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane, no, it's Brock Holt!

GAME THREE UPDATE: Another 1 run Loss; the road trip is not going well. 

We woke up to this article in the Boston Globe by Nick Cafardo:
"John Farrell not close to giving up on Red Sox."

click here:

"Alberto Callaspo scored and the Red Sox had lost another one-run game, the 17th already this season. " Peter Abraham on last night's loss....yes that is 17 games we have lost by 1 run!

Tuesday, April 15, 2014


Last night was the first night of Passover. I had a guest and we used three Haggadahs, mainly Roby's and a Buddhist Haggadah and an Egalitarian, feminist Haggadah which incorporates the role of Miriam at the Seder. My friend Karen, who told me she did not get together at her Bubbe's house at Passover like I did, absolutely loved Roby's haggadah and in the telling of the story, we both felt his presence through his words. I've had two Seders using Roby's haggadah and all of my guests expressed their admiration for it.

Friday, April 4, 2014


Red Sox at Fenway 
They are all getting their World Series rings to the tune of Teenage Wasteland (the Who) and Victorino's favorite song, Bob Marley, Everything's gonna be all right....

The Red Sox unfurled the 2013 World Series banner during the ceremony.

Friday, February 28, 2014


Yes, I know, it's February 28th and it is 23 degrees here, really feels like 10...yikes ! To cope with frigid temps, psychologically it's much better to watch the MIAMI MARLINS vs. the Cardinals, playing in Jupiter, Florida in 70 degree weather. In other words, just watching the boys of summer makes me feel warmer. Ok, I also have to see former Red Sox catcher, Jared Saltalamacchia playing for the Marlins - he was traded after the World Series win. Some Red Sox spring training games seem to be televised, see below: however, soon, soon, March 31st at Baltimore.....first game of the regular Season.

March Date Time TV Red Sox : 

Sat. 1 at Min 1:05 PM ET  FSN  
Sun.2 at Bal 1:05 PM ET  NESN   
Mon.3 at Pit 1:05 PM ET     
Tue. 4 TB 1:05 PM ET    
Wed. 5 at StL 1:05 PM ET  FSMW   
Thu. 6 at Mia 1:05 PM ET     
Fri. 7 Atl 1:05 PM ET    
Sat. 8 at Bal 1:05 PM ET  NESN/MASN  
Sat. 8 Bal 7:05 PM ET     
Sun. 9 at Pit 1:05 PM ET  NESN/ROOT   
Mon.10 TB 1:05 PM ET  NESN   
Tue. 11 at Bal 1:05 PM ET     
Tue. 11 Mia 1:05 PM ET     
Thu. 13 at Min 1:05 PM ET  FSN   
Fri. 14 at Tor 1:05 PM ET     
Sat. 15 Phi 7:05 PM ET  NESN   
Sun. 16 at TB 1:05 PM ET  NESN/SUN   
Mon. 17 StL 1:05 PM ET  ESPN   
Tue. 18 at NYY 1:05 PM ET  ESPN/YES   
Wed. 19 Pit 7:05 PM ET  ROOT/NESN  
Thu. 20 NYY 7:05 PM ET ESPN/YES/NESN   
Fri. 21 at Phi 1:05 PM ET  TCN   
Sat. 22 at Atl 1:05 PM ET  NESN/SPSO   
Sun. 23 TB 1:05 PM ET  NESN   
Mon. 24 at Bal 1:05 PM ET  MASN   
Tue. 25 at TB 1:05 PM ET  NESN/SUN   
Wed. 26 Bal 1:05 PM ET     
Thu. 27 Min 7:05 PM ET     
Fri. 28 at Min 1:05 PM ET  NESN/FSN   
Sat. 29 Min 1:05 PM ET

Read more at:

Tuesday, February 11, 2014


Good morning, it's 10 degrees here; really feels like 0, brrrrrrrrr - another nor'easter on the way for thursday;

Monday, February 10, 2014


I love the chocolate, sidewalk + Seahawk birthday cakes.....very cool........
ellen, thank you for the holiday card; I didn't send out any cards this year...
Birthday Cake


Spring training 2014 essentials

Location: JetBlue Park at Fenway South, 11581 Daniels Parkway, Fort Myers, Fla., 33913
Key dates:
* Feb. 15: Pitchers and catchers report
* Feb. 17: First workout for pitchers and catchers
* Feb. 18: Position players report
* Feb. 20: First full-squad workout
* Feb. 27: Doubleheader against Northeastern and BC
* Feb. 28: Grapefruit League opener vs. Twins
* March 29: Camp breaks
* March 31: Opening Day at Baltimore


I didn't blog very much in January because I started working on my synagogue architecture project. This work was begun when I was a graduate student at U.C. Berkeley (150 years ago !) and I chose to design a synagogue for my thesis project. I did not complete it and over time it has changed to From Tent to Synagogue: Architecture, Meaning and Memory. This is a monumental task digging through all my research, files, slides and other material I have gathered over the years while giving talks on synagogue architecture. Step 1 is just  finding all the stuff I have done. That is my goal for the end of February. Long term goal, self-publish.......

I remember talking to Roby about this project and he sent me some articles on synagogue architecture which I still have. He was very supportive and encouraging.

Above is one of my sketches I am working on now.....I have to draw more tents ! It shows the Tabernacle in the Desert surrounded by all the tribes at Mt. Sinai....

Saturday, February 8, 2014


It's 19 degrees here, really feels like 6 according to Accuweather. Brrrrrrr

However, today is Red Sox Truck day ! It's finally here and for those of us in frozen, snowy Boston, this means that Spring is going to come !

Truck Day.jpg
Truck Day 2014 is upon us.
Let the cliches roll.
Next stop, Fort Myers.
You can read more about it here.

"Several players, including Xander BogaertsJon Lester and Will Middlebrooks, are already working out in Fort Myers. Truck Day gives New Englanders a nice, clean way to mark the unofficial start of the new baseball calendar year. It's more welcomed during a winter that's been markedly more brutal than most. It also provides the Red Sox with another chance to demonstrate their ability to turn just about anything into a publicity stunt, including the transportation of athletic gear and clothing from Boston to Florida."

Red Sox Truck Day 2014
Don’t let a grumpy groundhog tell you otherwise, spring is here Red Sox fans, and it officially got underway today with the Red Sox’ annual Truck Day festivities at Fenway Park.