Poodles are not dangerous creatures unless provoked. Take the time when evangelists knocked on my front door insisting on converting the household. Gracie, an elegant, empathetic and extremely intelligent companion, stood by my side listening with her cocked head wondering what sort of nonsense was being thrown our way. When the tiny mob of zealots … More Dangerous Poodles

We were five or six; it was a long time ago. Annie and I used to play on the wooden steps of our parents’ Steiner Street apartment house. She had lots of freckles, red hair, and numbers tattooed on her forearm. We matured into a lifelong friendship. She became a successful immigration attorney living in … More The Tattoo