I blinked, and I had a terrible haircut... but look at this happy laughing sweet bundle of joy! In the second photo he is looking up at me, and this was my mother's favorite photo of him. He is now a grown man.
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- A smashing look
- Vanity Fair's Best-Dressed List
- 58 years later
- from Vilna they came
- this side, from Minsk
- he goes, she goes, you go, he goes, she goes...
- "A Vast Wasteland"
- The Null Set
- a chic accessory: the beret
- the ultimate accessory: the tube
- buried in sand
- "You've got to have friends..."
- June 1966
- The "Shore Parkway" years (1947-1949)
- August 25, 1991
- the "Independence Avenue" years (1949-1952)
- Just born!
- and soon after, a lofty stroll
- two portraits from the 1930s
- "There she is..."
- "You Can't Go Home Again"
- see the USA in
- A flawed design
- best toy ever
- a premonition
- What the... ?
- It's so all about me
- doing a set at The Eagle Tavern
- In 1990, Jackie Mason weighed in
- "Katnip Kollege"
- 1 2 3 o'clock, 4 o'clock rock...
- Hotel Grossman
- in increments
- 3 blocks from 30 Rock
- equal time
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- Just cause
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- Marjorie
- I am retired and reinventing myself in imaginative and creative ways.
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