I Like The Way He Danced. And

One Of His Tears Fell In My Mouth, Where It Became A Blue Sapphire, Source Of Strength, Source Of Strength And Eternal Hope.

There's Something Almost Adolescent About Whitman's Paean To Everything That Was And Remains Good About America.

Since 1985, I Have Written About Contemporary Jewish Practice And The Jewish Community.

Right Now, I'm Writing Song Lyrics. Experimenting With A Play. Toying With An Idea For A Documentary. I Hope One Of These Will Eventually Be Launched Into The Light Of Day.

Death Is No Enemy, But The Foundation Of Gratitude, Sympathy, And Art. Of All Life's Pleasures, Only Love Owes No Debt To Death.