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J. D. Smith

J. D. Smith

Native Son

A few months ago, I wrote a story in these pages about my experiences as a Jewish Big Brother. As Paul Harvey says, here\’s \”The Rest of the Story.\”

Uncle Mom

Have you ever wanted to be a Soccer Mom? If you\’re not one, it looks like a pretty good gig from the outside: Leisurely lunches with the girls and shopping trips to the mall. Do a couple of errands, get the kids off to their after-school amusements, then pick up some take-out for dinner, and you\’re done. All you need is a car, a cell phone and a charge card, no experience necessary. If you\’re lucky, you\’ve got a housekeeper to do the heavy lifting, and you never so much as break a nail on the job.

The Ear of the Beholder

When I worked for Warner Bros. Records, I spent a good deal of my time trying to calibrate, coordinate and prognosticate the exact moment the headlining artist would take the stage. This involved calls to the manager, the road manager, the box office, the artist and spiritual mediums. In four years there, I never once saw an opening act.

Do It for Your Country

It\’s over. Being single is officially over. When The New York Times Sunday Style section, the definitive arbiter of all that is cool and urbane, runs a cover story saying it\’s over (above the fold!), you know it\’s over. When the venerable Gray Lady concedes that the \”glamour of living alone in a city of ambition feels dulled,\” you can start singing \”Kaddish\” for the swinging-singles set. \”Sex and the City\”? O-v-e-r. The people have spoken, and they said, \”You had a good run, but we don\’t want to hear about it anymore.\”

SJM Seeks Perfect Woman

Joanne, my relationship advisor, insists that the source of my problem is that I don\’t know what I want.

Love for Sale

Too often these days my reach exceeds my grasp, which is why I\’ve come to realize: I need a wealthy woman to take care of me.

Jewish Girls Rule

I have a pint-sized Jewish ex-girlfriend named Lori who once asked if I thought that Jewish girls were better lovers.

Losing My Rap

I\’ve been abandoned. I am more than alone now. I have no one and no prospects.

Friendly Skies

I\’d like to register a complaint against the airline industry. I know that I\’m not alone, that there has been quite a bit of public outcry lately about flight delays and cancellations, but that\’s not my issue.

Pop’s Act

We\’re at dinner in New York with a few of my friends. My father has never met any of these guys before, so he\’s free to begin his repertoire at the beginning, tabula rasa. Pop had quite a storied career in the music business, and an evening out with him is like buying an interactive audio tour at the Museum of Contemporary Musical History.

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