Stories from Connie Westreich
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A Family Tradition
The importance of bringing the family together is something that we all believe in. However in today’s world, it is ha...
A July 4th Picnic
I grew up in a suburb in the borough of Queens, N.Y. – Richmond Hill, to be exact. I was one of two children – I had...
Big Band Music
The rhythm and the style of the big band music always fascinated me. I used to like to dance to it – it always sounded...
Does Your Gender Matter?
When I was growing up women and girls appeared to take a back seat in the political and work world. Woman’s place was ...
Israel – On A Tour
The land of milk and honey opens up its heart, To view its many wonders is only the start; As we go from Jerusalem to M...
JFK Assassination
The announcement of the death of our 35th president came loud and clear over the loud speaker in my second-grade classro...
Medical Memories
Times certainly have changed! I remember when I was growing up, one doctor took care of most of the family’s medical n...
My First Car
When I was growing up, “Driver’s Education” was not included in the high-school curriculum. My father taught me to...