Below is a collection of my Tilting at Windmills Column from The East Hampton Press and my other articles.

It's a bit gray here in the East End and I'm sick of it. Did you know that Mr. Hockey, the hockey pucks, and I lived in London for six...

There are three ways to spell Hanukkah. I can never keep it straight. It’s December 1st. We can talk about the holidays. Finally. As if...

Generation Women Storytelling Night February 19, 2020 at Caveat, NYC I represented Team 50s

I like coffee. I like men. I went to Starbucks every single day for more than twenty years. It’s probably closer to thirty. I’m afraid to...

I was fluent in snow. My teacher friends have told me that when their students wanted a snow day, they wore their pajamas inside out the...

I don't like nutmeg. I do like elections. This column was originally published on October 8, 2020 in The East Hampton Press, but I forgot...

The saints wanted to have a word with me. In the past year, Mr. Hockey and I have been to four weddings. There was a post-covidian...

Every so often, I like to whip out my peony pics. How’s your garden growing? We’ve got a bumper crop of hydrangeas here at Chez Hockey...

I've been thinking about the Equal Rights Amendment for the past 50 years. The highlight of my second-grade year was when a woman from...

I wanted to serve on a jury, but I ended up fixing a lamp. I was summoned to serve as a trial juror for the Suffolk County Courts the...

I finally had my colonoscopy and you can read ALL about it here! “Forgive me nurse, for I have sinned. It has been seven years since my...

In which the reader learns about my nightmares. Let’s go back in time, forty-something years. My parents have just dropped me off at...

My view at a concert. Last month, I went to see the rock group Genesis perform. It was a heady experience. I use the word heady in the...

Mr. Hockey will watch something together, if there isn't a game on. I have become obsessed with television. I can’t wait to get to my...

Targets are not equal. A few weeks ago, I did the craziest thing. Over 12 days, I flew 6375 miles and drove 1912 miles. I flew from New...

I decree that ice cream shouldn't have chunks. For the first time in 26 years, the Village of East Hampton is without an ice cream shop:...

Will my dryer ever be fixed? The hockey pucks sometimes call me “bougie” because we live in a large house in the Hamptons with nice...

I almost detonated my husband! Photo by Hush Naidoo on Unsplash By the time I was 52, I had experienced many of the common symptoms of...

David Arshram's "Venus De Milo" at Longhouse Reserve, Photo by Bill Grathwohl With our azaleas, peonies and hydrangea, there is always...

Only my pillow will do. After more than half a century of sleeping on my side, I pinched a nerve in my neck. I had to buy a pillow to...