Beshert | The Phone Number in His Wallet
It was early September 1956. I was living in a Greenwich Village basement apartment, when I got a phone call from one Dick Lavine from...
Beshert | Not a Chain Restaurant
In the early 1960s, when I was about 10 or so, I was in the backseat of our family car driving somewhere in upstate New...
Beshert | Friends First. Fast Forward, 2020
He is kind, thoughtful, and laughs easily. Parents love him—he asks for the recipe after eating my dad’s chicken, he is there for IT support...
Beshert | Inside Our Gates
Josh and I met in Jerusalem, just outside the Jaffa Gate. He was a tour guide before COVID-19 brought the tourist trade shuddering to a...
Beshert | Bestie In My Building, Part II
When I wrote my first Beshert piece, it was during happier, more carefree times. I’d just met my bestie after living in the apartment above...
Beshert | Finding My Childhood Bestie—60 Years Later!
My beshert moment on that unforgettable day wrapped me in so many memories of my childhood. In the early 1940s, as kids growing up in...
Beshert | “Change Your Space, Change Your Life”
My husband and I met as I, a lifelong Angelino, was fleeing Los Angeles. I had just lost a live-in boyfriend to a break-up and...
Beshert | Dancing in the Rain
For years before we met, Ellen and I had assumed that a miracle relationship was out of our grasps. I had given up because I...
Beshert | When Cats Fly
“Your cat is in business class.”
Startled, I looked up from my magazine and regarded the flight attendant. She couldn’t mean my cat, who was asleep...
Beshert | Six Degrees of Aunt Beck
As editor of my college newspaper, the Oberlin Review, part of my job was to ensure that capable underclassmen were in place to lead it...
Beshert | Inching Out of a Pandemic
It’s that time of year in Texas when walking down the sidewalk or over a knot of roots or down a driveway has us weaving...
Beshert | The Compatibility Walk
A week after we met in the weight room of the Mid-Westchester JCC, we went for a compatibility walk. Steve, the widower of just a...