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"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."

"When I was about nine years old, my mother began a routine which we followed until I was a teen-ager..."

"I was 12 years old and had been going to Hebrew school for about three years."

"From the age of 10, my mother made it clear to me that I had to go to Shul on Rosh Hashana--Yom Kippur. She did not go to Shul. I went alone."

"I don't believe in spirits."

"My father died June 30, 1931. I was 3½ years old."

"I have been thinking about all the places I have lived over my 81 years."

"I have a new routine. Every Tuesday and Thursday morning, I take the T to Boylston Street and walk over to Tufts Medical School to take part in a study."

"I grew up in a small apartment that had a real French watercolor painting on the wall, along with two small Dutch oil paintings, a marble bust, a China closet filled with cut glass, and expensive mahogony furniture." (Fragment)

"I have a bumper sticker on my car that reads: 'The Labor Movement. The Folks who Brought you the Weekend'."