by Hanna Perlstein Marcus | Apr 10, 2020
My Aunt Margit, the sister my mother never knew, died as an adolescent, a victim of the Swine Flu pandemic of 1918. Margit was the cleverest and most studious of Simon and Hani’s six children and warranted enrollment in advanced studies in the nearby large city, an...
by Hanna Perlstein Marcus | Mar 12, 2020
Facebook Twitter Sure, this past Sunday was International Women’s Day, but shouldn’t we celebrate women every day? Isn’t it women who provide the tempering hand to men to sometimes prevent their rash decisions? Isn’t it women who have the skill and level-headedness to...
by Hanna Perlstein Marcus | Feb 10, 2020
I recently participated in a Book Expo as part of a celebration of Main Street in a town in Connecticut. When the organizers of the Expo offered me the opportunity to participate, I hesitated for a little while. I was not sure how I should respond. While I relished...
