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"I am 70 years old and have been shaving for about 55 years."

"As youngsters, we have all been asked by well meaning relatives: What do you want to be when you grow up?"

"In 1933, I was five years old. My father had died in 1931, and my mother was finally able to come to grips with the fact that we should move from our four-room Beck Street apartment in the Bronx, to a smaller apartment that would cost less."

"As soon as school ended in June of 1942, I started to look for a summer job."

"I abhor waste. I am troubled by a society that is driven by built-in obsolescence."

"It was June 1952. The original plan--for Sylvia and me, together with our friends Sid and Barbara, to learn how to drive, buy a car and travel across the country during the summer--was scrapped."

"It was a slow morning at the Field Services Division of the US Commission on Civil Rights. "

"Vos ken ich zugn fun Yidish? What can I say about Yiddish? "

"When you are a pre-teen, it goes without saying that your parents buy your clothes for you."

"I recently read an excellent piece by Elaine Bernard of Harvard’s Labor and Worklife Program in the Fall 2008 issue of DSA’s Democratic Left."