The best present Jim (my husband,) gave me for Christmas was tickets to the brilliant, unforgettable, superbly acted revival of Eugene O’Neill’s play, The Iceman Cometh. And this particular production, directed by Robert Fall and staring Nathan Lane and Brian Dennehy – is nothing short of as good as it gets. We saw it last… read more

I’ve been struck – and thrilled –  lately by the wave of young people who are eager to ” belong to something bigger than themselves,” who are committed to contributing something of themselves (beyond money) to “do good” – and improve the world. And interestingly, companies eager to hire these talented, young people will need… read more

Ever hear that? Just when you’re getting close to the punch line or denouement of your dropdead, cliff-hanging story about the time you left your speech for the big deal commencement address to your alma mater in the cab on the way to the school – and skidded in just in time to speak…without your… read more

I’m worried about Boston. I mean, how much can one city take? Of course, the answer is: A Lot. If you’re Boston. Like four blizzards and seven feet of precipitation in three weeks, which as E.J. Graff wrote in Friday’s op-ed section of the N.Y.Times, “Boston’s Winter From Hell” “…crushed roofs, burst gutters, destroyed roads and… read more

No really, it is. Seriously. I mean, it is for me. It starts early in the morning, usually when Jim, Willa (our Golden Retriever) and I are running around the reservoir in Central Park and Jim says, as he does every morning without fail, “So whattaya feel like for dinner?” And I always smile because I’m already happy… read more

EVERYBODY FUMBLES It’s true. We all do. There’s no way around it. We drop the ball, we blow the call, we forget our lines in the middle of the play, we totally misread the signals… Or maybe we pass when we should’ve run…The bottom line is, we blow it. It happens. But luckily, for most of us, … read more

I wrote the “Motivator” below a little over a year ago. Although I’ve walked along the same block on Fifth Avenue countless times, I haven’t seen the young man I spoke of again…yet. But I look for him every time I’m on “his block.” Of course, there is usually another young man (or woman) sitting… read more

On July 27th, 2004, I was sitting with our daughter, Kate, on the floor of the Democratic National Convention in Boston. I was there because I was the speech coach for Senator Bob Graham of Florida who was running for the Democratic presidential nomination. The floor was packed, the speeches were back to back and… read more

So let’s say they don’t answer your email. (I hate it when that happens, don’t you?) What do you make it “mean?” Well, if you’re like most of us, you probably don’t make it mean they’re crazy about your idea, right? You might say to yourself, “I don’t know, maybe that wasn’t such a hot… read more

About a decade ago, I wrote a book called Between Trapezes…Flying Into a New Life With the Greatest of Ease. Right before it was to go to press, the editor called me and said there was one too many “white pages” at the end of the book and asked me if I could “write something”… read more