The Social Age

I went to an event recently where there was a lovely spread of cheeses, breads, dips and other yummy hors d’oeuvres. At the end of the reception, the staff started cleaning up and I asked what they did with all of the left over food. The answer, as most of you already know, is […]

Yesterday I was driving to the hospital for some tests. I’m lucky. I can drive in my comfortable car, to my first-class doctors and have my insurance pay for my visit. Parking is valet and life is pretty cushy.
For me.
Not for the Vietnam vet with a sign hanging out on the corner of Cambridge Street. […]

My last name is Goldstein, which means that Christmas has never had religious significance to me. It does, however, make me feel connected to other human beings more than any other time of year. I find myself buying food for the guy on the corner, or giving him my gloves because he’s colder than me. […]

It’s that time of year. It’s 26 degrees F here in Boston, and I am thankful that my office is the room next to my bedroom so that I don’t have to leave the house unless necessary. I am grateful that when I am cold, I can either put on a sweater or turn up […]