One thousand strawberries was a dream. 45 years later, it came true.

I am very excited to tell my story to the Strawberry Moon this month.

Strawberries have been a big part of my life since I was five years old. It started on a trip to New York for a bar mitzvah. 

My father had driven our family in his light blue Ford, with the reclining front seat, from our home in Virginia for the occasion. I was a little giddy that I got more time in the reclining seat than my older brother. I mention this only because I was a little full of myself which may have...