Meet Hilda, Pearl, Trudy, Florence, Diana, Freide and Rena, my 92nd Street Y Ladies of Rockland County who joined me for 15 years, as we finished work on Mondays and made our way into New York City for an evening of great food, passionate conversation and for dessert, the Poetry Center at the 92nd Street Y for readings by the leading writers, poets and playwrights of the moment, before Barnes and Noble had yet to “borrow” the idea.
We could have it all and still be home before the 11 o’clock news…
I remember the first time I met “the group”. With the Jewish holidays coming on the heels of the new school start, Hilda thought that I might like some of her famous honey cake at the party she threw annually on the first day of Rosh Hashanah. The holiday fell out in the middle of the week and it was too hard to get home. I graciously accepted that year, and every year since.
Hilda, Pearl, Trudy, Florence, Diana, Rena and Freide, threw me a lifeline 22 years ago and they continue to enrich my life.
