is a retired New York Times correspondent, who spent 30 years there covering all manner of subjects from sports to autism, aging and major earthquakes and wild fires in California. She is the author of A Bittersweet Season: Caring for Our Aging Parents — And Ourselves and creator of the “New Old Age” blog, now defunct, at the Times.
Prior to joining the Times, Ms. Gross worked for Long Island Newsday and Sports Illustrated magazine. Post-retirement, she volunteers mentoring New York City high school students and is trying her hand at ceramics.
Shows like Mad Men and Masters of Sex depict workplaces of the 60s — and a world that seems utterly foreign to modern eyes. Yet, Jane Gross argues, the challenges women face in the workplace have not gone away, merely shifted.
A former sports writer, Jane Gross revisits a lifetime of rubbing elbows with our greatest athletes, from Joe DiMaggio to Muhammad Ali. Wisdom from the stadium press box on the humble, human face of fame.
Waiting for test results in a hospital can be a solitary event. And unexpectedly quiet in certain waiting rooms. Jane Gross on the silent solidarity of women forged while waiting for the results of their mammogram tests each year.
After a period of seemingly endless frustration, from a parking ticket to a cancelled credit card, Jane Gross identifies the need in our lives for centered calmness, and the grace and forgiveness of our “better selves.”
How do you know when it’s time to say goodbye? For pets and people both, it’s not always clear when the time has come. Jane Gross on watching her dog die and reckoning with the decision of when to let go.
The love that siblings share is complex, and something that perhaps only they can understand. Jane Gross with a note of appreciation, frustration, perplexity, and profound love for her little brother — and the wayward path they’ve walked together.
Once we reach “a certain age,” our time can start to feel simultaneously precious and dreadfully empty. Our columnist finds the joy and frustration of entering into a reading group, discovering new hobbies, and rediscovering practices from the past.
In a culture that prizes youth and vigor, our elders often get excluded from the workplace and our media diets. Our columnist highlights Norman Lear’s frustrations with ageism and the difficulty of being recognized — and recognizing oneself — in the third act of life.
In this culture of independence, the compassion of strangers can be surprising. After an unexpected fainting spell, our columnist finds that selflessness still abounds around us — even in the hearts of her fellow New Yorkers.
Thanksgiving is the one holiday when our columnist’s family spent the day together. In her imperfect efforts to revive the tradition of her childhood Thanksgivings, Jane Gross discovers that even small gestures — like keeping a set of gaudy dishes — can be all the tradition she needs.
Many people may only attend services on special holidays or days of sacred obligation. Jane Gross, a single New Yorker now in her 60s, relays her own story of trying to reconnect with community for the Days of Awe and finding new comfort in her solitude on Yom Kippur.