Paulette Writes

I remember a family member asking me if the play "The Fiddler on the Roof" would be interesting for a non-Jew. My response to that question would also apply to the current film "Menasche," is a "yes." There is a universality to the recent film about a widowed father who chafes under the restrictions of his orthodox community rule, that his son can live with him only if he remarries.  It  shows  the great love between father and son and also how even within this restrictive  world there is a humanity and freedom to alter how the rules are implemented to fit the needs of the individuals. This film offers a warm insight into a world not always open to strangers.

the Twig Show Last week we went to Mostly Mozart and the emphasis was on percussion. The So quartet participated in a performance of a David Lang piece for orchestra and the group. At first we saw and heard twigs twigs snapped. The part took almost as long as takes to grow them, the twigs, and then liquor bottles were tapped. At first when I saw all those bottles lined up I thought the orchestra was going to have a party. No such luck. Then it got complicated. The Music. And  better?

We try to keep it private.  We put signs all around and hope people read them.  The pool is just for us, small, a bit old, but I love lying on my back and looking at the sky and watching the trees against it.  I am especially happy when Bernie is swimming nearby.  Just a simple pleasure on a summer day. I remember with happiness the raucous sound of family in the pool.  What joy.

Who keeps me company at night when I  am up with my husband quietly sleeping nearby,  this author's funny, sad humor.  She sounds so much how I feel if I only had her way with words.  So she keeps me company when the reality of what is going on disturbs me.