1098 is a Big Number!

I’ve been quiet on the social media front for a while now, I guess because I’ve been busily, greedily, living life, and unwilling to pause. But, I’m about to embark on an adventure – as in Tuesday, October 16th at 8 a.m. eastern time – which is so much larger than I, and yet, is also quite personal; so I’ve decided to write about it as regularly as possible over the course of the next two weeks. […]

October 17th, 2017|

Wise Men’s Words

At zero-dark-thirty this past Thursday morning, outside my hotel on Manhattan’s upper west side, I stepped into a yellow cab, settled myself on the hard vinyl seat, and greeted my driver. A burly man turned and greeted me with a big smile and an accented, happily enthusiastic “good morning.” […]

December 12th, 2016|

Apple Pie & Vanilla Ice-Cream Go Together, but Not Olympics & Sacrifice

The other night, during the Opening Ceremonies of the XXXIst Olympiad, NBC’s announcers exclaimed over the event’s centerpiece: the country by country procession of over eleven thousand athletes, […]

August 8th, 2016|

The End of the Olympics?

The Rio Games mark the end of the twelfth decade of the modern Olympics, an impressive track record, yet far outstripped by the tenure of the original Games, which started in 776 B.C. and lasted nearly twelve centuries. Given the most recent news […]

August 1st, 2016|

My Not-So-Wicked Stepmother (And What She Taught Me)

I really did hate her for a long time. It didn’t start out that way. My parents, with my mother at the helm, had dragged us through a messy divorce that left all four of us children in various states of devastation, confusion, and uncertainty. I was desperate for adult concern and caring. When I got the chance to move in with my newly remarried father and his second wife, all I wanted was to escape my own guilt at having abandoned my mother and to live my vision of a normal teenaged life, albeit in a new household headed by a woman I thought was a reasonable person. Sure, we had a few barriers to overcome in the beginning. The new wife had first entered our lives as our mother’s “helper,” a 1960’s version of today’s “nanny,” when I was five years old. Several years later, she had helped [...]

April 26th, 2016|

Professional Women’s Sports Aren’t Going Anywhere

Jewell Loyd rushes down court late in the fourth quarter. (Neil Enns/Storm Photos) Forty years ago in early March of 1976, I joined eighteen of my Yale Women’s Crew teammates in a strip-in protest over the lack of equal facilities at the University’s boathouse, twelve long miles from campus. While we invoked Title IX in our fight for a locker room and showers, our heavyweight male rowers persisted in calling us names in a misguided attempt to scare us out of the weight room and bully us off the water. I still remember the mutters of “sweat hog” and “inhuman scum” that followed us out the door of the gym’s basement tanks, the ugly scrawl of those epithets on the exterior of the tiny locker room trailer that the athletic department had belatedly deposited in the boathouse parking lot for us women to use. I was seventeen, a [...]

April 13th, 2016|
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