No, I Have No Regrets

A memoir may be a narrative composed from personal experience, but it can never express the memories of an entire life. I have pulled from those experiences some that may give a subjective outline of my life, from growing up in the thirties in the South Bronx, the push carts, horse-drawn vegetable wagons, streets crowded with new refugees fleeing persecution, schools where you could not learn, and then on to Bay Ridge in Brooklyn, where The New York harbor became an important part of my life, as had the Empire State Building and the Statue of Liberty. Always the West drew me to it and finally, leaving with my husband to The Land of Enchantment, New Mexico, another exciting chapter would begin, including children, college, a mountain retreat and very interesting friends living all over New Mexico. My wish is that the reader will find it enjoyable as well as informative.