by Shelly Reuben on April 23rd

When my father wrote me these letters, I was living in Princeton, New Jersey, commuting to my job in Manhattan, ..

by Shelly Reuben on April 16th

Question: What, exactly, was my father? Answer: He was the personification of his favorite word, which he both used and ..

by Shelly Reuben on April 9th

One thing I always liked most about having been brought up in a conservative Jewish home, was that the religious ..

by Shelly Reuben on April 2nd

It was infinitely possible for me to leave home and become an adventuress, because I was so secure in the ..

by Shelly Reuben on March 26th

AUTHOR NOTE: I don’t know how I happened to get a hold of this next letter, but I’m grateful that ..

by Shelly Reuben on March 19th

My father and I are the only members of our family unencumbered by a college education. Clearly, the lack of ..

by Shelly Reuben on March 12th

My sister Selma tells a wonderful story about the profound, lengthy and beautifully philosophical letters that our father sent her ..

by Shelly Reuben on March 5th

When I was at the University of Missouri for an ill-fated attempt at finishing college, I bought a Honda 50 ..

by Shelly Reuben on February 26th

When I lived in New York City, I was so eager to get letters from home that I tore open ..

by Shelly Reuben on February 19th

Other children, I am told, are brought up listening to stories about Cats in Hats or animals named Piglet and ..