Good collection of essays about growing up Jewish in 1950's and 1960's Detroit, marrying,having a family, and living in Washington D.C.

Moskowitz offers her tender, touching and honest thoughts about how the closeness of her extended family, visits to and from cousins, her family's cultural celebrations shaped her life.

She (and I) loved celebrating Chanukah and being Jewish. In one essay Faye describes helping a friend find health care and housing after he's diagnosed with AIDS. In another she processes her feelings of failure over her daughter marrying a Gentile; but quickly realizes she could never cast her out like her grandfather did to his sister who married out of the Jewish faith.

Writes about the wealthy having too much power and people being hypocritical. And a lovely but heartbreaking memory of her cousin Esther.

There's a hysterical essay on 'pigging out' before and during a family wedding and another about celebrating Passover with a visit from the fire department.

Moskowitz was a reader, a teacher, and loved to motivate her students into reading the best literature knowing it would always serve them well.

A wonderful assortment of feelings on love of family, the anger resulting from anti-Semitic (and racist) comments, about the pain of illness, and so much more.

Excellent read.