October 2010
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Hilarious NYT piece of Cleanses →
The next three days could be summed up thus: 1. I need food. 2. Hey, this isn’t bad! 3. Kill me now.
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Mom/Dad Receive Jewish Social Action "Thalberg"
VamooseBus on I-95 just past Maryland House — This morning my father woke up with two black eyes and a massive gash on his forehead. Long month. I could hear Mom’s voice at once admonishing and sympathetic.
On Sunday evening, my parents received their first joint award. Jews United for Justice honored them for what the evening’s host, NPR’s Linda Wertheimer, called...
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My Eulogy for Mom
3 years ago, during the Presidential Election of 2008, a once revered job title of my parents’ generation was rediscovered: community organizer. I’m glad Mom lived to see that. She was one of this city’s visionary community architects.
Frequently, she and I ruminated about the importance of community. We would brainstorm ideas for indoor playgrounds, independent movie theaters, adult education...
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In High School A friend moved in with us
Here is what can happen when you help young teenagers with dysfunctional homes.
Lasting Impact
Submitted by JB Salganik on October 12, 2010 - 5:05pm.
Carla and David helped me get my life on track at a very crucial point in time when I had no one else to turn to. Since then, I have tried to live by their example; fearless in the white light of justice, first as a journalist and then as a...
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"It Was Fun"
Without the Major League Baseball playoffs, I’m not sure how we would have weathered the weekend my mother died.
Mom drifted in and out of a comatose state in her final three days. After my sister used her most persuasive lobbying skills, hospice nurses and doctors arrived to increase massively her dilaudid, but abdominal cancer is very painful.
I returned to Washington after 24 hours in...
Days to Weeks
Several days ago, the medical director of Washington Hospice visited us at home. Dictionary.com lists two definitions for hospice: the physical space and the service that replicates a hospice facility in your home. We are at home. The physician (Mom said she looked like a “Julie”) asked my family to step outside of the room and gently, but firmly lectured us. Dad must take...