Never Say Never
Finding a Life That Fits
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I’ll never be anything special.
I grew up in a middle-class Jewish family in Hastings-on-Hudson, New York, a small town in Westchester County not far from Manhattan, but far enough away from the city that Manhattan always seemed like an exotic and magical place. We were the classic 1970s family of four. My father, Barry, worked as a pharmacist; my mother, Jill, was a stay-at-home mom; I was their firstborn; and my sister, Jennifer, came along just fourteen months after I did.
A few years ago, an interviewer for a parenting magazine asked me, “What’s the best trick your mother ever taught... see more