Tomorrow is too late by Sherman Yellen
Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire When I was a boy in the nineteen thirties this street chant was well known. Since I never saw a…
Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire When I was a boy in the nineteen thirties this street chant was well known. Since I never saw a…
I went to a community meeting yesterday morning. Sixty people in a church social hall. We were given a sheet with chants when we came…
This has been a hard day. I don't want to see its getting dark an hour earlier as a metaphor for what's to come, but…
Irit is one of the people I met on that Yom Kippur 35 years ago. She is a generous and loving friend—it has never surprised…