Author: Harold Pollack
Harold Pollack is Helen Ross Professor of Social Service Administration at the University of Chicago. He has served on three expert committees of the National Academies of Science. His recent research appears in such journals as Addiction, Journal of the American Medical Association, and American Journal of Public Health. He writes regularly on HIV prevention, crime and drug policy, health reform, and disability policy for American Prospect, tnr.com, and other news outlets. His essay, "Lessons from an Emergency Room Nightmare" was selected for the collection The Best American Medical Writing, 2009. He recently participated, with zero critical acclaim, in the University of Chicago's annual Latke-Hamentaschen debate.
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Harold Pollack has nothing on me. My mother is 93 and still does this sort of thing. 🙂
My Mom has been gone a decade now. I wish she were still around to annoy me.
Old Jewish wisdom:
God could not be everywhere, so He created mothers.
Whenever I go to visit my parents, afterward I have to call my mother and indicate that I've gotten home safely or there will be words.
When he was in his first term, FDR's mother would look at the newspaper each morning to see the weather in DC. If it was raining, she would call The White House to remind him to put on his galoshes.