Hello Again, Everyone—

Just a note to thank those of you who turned out for the reading and book signing of my latest novel, THE MUSIC MAKERS, held at Barnes & Noble in New Brunswick, NJ. on February 14th.  It was such fun re-connecting with dear friends and meeting new ones.  Special thanks to my assistant, Zoey, my delightful granddaughter, who held my hand throughout it all.

Most recently, I wish to thank the Sisterhood and Men’s Club of the East Brunswick Jewish Center who hosted me on March 15 for their author event and for providing a delicious breakfast for all.  Special thanks to Myra Feldman for supporting me and for her kind words about the book, and Cindy Rabinowitz for her encouragement and organization of the event, and the always-supportive Gloria Jaslow and Bernice Bellows.  Thanks to all who woke up so early to make this morning such a memorable one!

After a week of freezing temperatures, I couldn’t wait to get away during spring break to the only slightly warmer environs of Washington DC where I visited my son, Howie, daughter-in-law, Jaime, and the aforementioned Zoey.  I was thrilled to read my first book, WHAT WOULD I BE? to Zoey’s class of two to three-year-olds.  What a well-behaved bunch (much to the teachers’ credit)!  Although my time with Zoey was limited, since she spent most of the day in school,  the memories of our making brownies and omelettes together, drawing flowers, and caring for her “baby” will sustain me until we see each other again. I still hear her voice asking, “Shoshi, how are you doing?” ringing happily in my ears.  I am so grateful to Jaime for “putting up with me” during those few days, but I was so glad for the opportunity to enjoy her company as well.

I want to give a special shout-out to a new friend whom I met on the train on the way to DC.  Sandy Cypess is a professor of Latin-American Literature at the University of Maryland who posts impressive credentials in her field.  Most notably, though, she hails from Brooklyn, graduated from Brooklyn College, and her parents owned a candy store.  Who knew?  Somehow, I feel sure we will see each other again–(perhaps at my book signing of MY MOTHER’S SHOES at the US Holocaust Memorial Museum on May 24th?).

Last, but certainly not least, I wish to publicly thank my husband, Arthur, for carrying the books, taking the pictures, and transporting me to my events.  Without his love and support, nothing is possible.  He is the best.

Until next time,

Shirley