Two ends of my holiday table. #Passover

Two ends of my holiday table:  one spans nine decades, the other is approaching just nine weeks.

These are the new guests at my Passover celebration tonight:  my new grandbaby and my parents, now 90 and 92.    

We took note of the unexpected Dylan meets Bubbesimilarities between them. 

They are much loved, and they couldn’t be happier to see each other.  

Their time of life requires special care, special food, special equipment. 

The sound of the baby’s whooshing baby bouncer sounds eerily like my mother’s oxygen compressor. 

Their needs seem to change hourly, as mysterious aches and pains emerge and then resolve themselves, sometimes with medication, sometimes just with patience.

Tonight’s theme is liberation.  As I watch the baby fight to find his fingers and soothe himself, I think about another shared wish with his great-grandparents, the desire for comfort, strength, and independence.




Ding, dong, the #SAT is…not quite dead. My 2 cents on where College Board and Coleman got it right, plus a roll-up of some press.

He’ll be blamed for doing too much, for doing too little, and for thinking that he can swap the Darth Vader cloak of the College Board for the Technicolor Dreamcoat of Sal Khan.

But really, let’s give a major t/h to David Coleman for acknowledging the failure of the SAT. For saying bold words like inequity, obscure, disconnected.  For declaring (what we already know at Macaulay) that the SAT is not a reliable predictor of college success.  And for recognizing that the American dream lives and dies with access to education.

Those of us who bear responsibility for admissions decisions welcome new, effective tools for decision-making. We strive for objectivity, but we are uncomfortable with giving rejection a number. We do need shortcuts, particularly those of us in public institutions without an army of admissions professionals.  We know we are changing lives, and that’s too important to get wrong.  


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It’s good to be home.


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I love to vote. But the process is killing my love. Give me ten innovations to fix this ridiculous system.

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