I am Jewish. I am an Ashkenazi Jew. One of my father’s core religious beliefs, however, was that everyone should follow their religion in their own way.  My father was raised Orthodox, yet he chose to raise his family in a conservative manner.  

Most people think networking is about meeting folks to do business with or to aid them move up the ladder in their careers.

You may know I drive a manual shift. There are very few on the road today and it certainly puts me squarely into a specific age demographic. So when I saw this image on the rear windshield of a Subaru WRX, I couldn't help but smile. True that!  

We have a next door neighbor, Charlotte (Charlie) Johnson, who we have known for over 6 years and have seen mature into an accomplished young woman.   After suffering a number of medical setbacks for over 2 years, surviving a serious bike accident and changing schools, she found herself falling behind, but found her niche in a local high school/college program and figured out how to take the SAT test without asking for (needed) extra time. 

There’s an elderly couple in our development. We often see them walking. She with a walker and he cautiously walking beside her.The thing that set them apart was that they never seemed friendly. No smiles.

My mate and I recently took a 4 week vacation. While I was trepidatious to be away from my practice (and our sweet pup) that long, we were both looking forward to escaping the constant news of the party shenanigans.   Well, not so easy.  America is, unfortunately, the talk of the world, and not in a good way. We were greeted kindly in all 3 countries we visited, but many people we met had questions and suggestions for us. We tried very much to disconnect...not so easy when your home country is on the attack of nearly every other country in the world.  

I'm afraid there seems to be a pattern when we go to the ballpark.    My husband is a real Mets fan. So is my son.  It is actually more than a little fun to listen to them watch a game together on the phone hundreds of miles away from each other.  But I digress.   What do you think it means that if/when we leave the ballpark before the end of the game, the score takes a direct turn towards our Mets?  It happened again Saturday night.  

I sat in court last week next to a younger colleague who I’ve known professionally for several years. We have never socialized, only speaking to one another when we happen to see one another in court.   Sitting in the courtroom, he began to tell me about a personal dilemma he was experiencing. At first I was flattered that he felt he could share this private matter with me. But as he continued to speak, the details got more personal and I began to feel uncomfortable.