Goldensbridge is a left wing community in Westchester where my parents lived, and I called home, for 30+ years. This autobiographical play tracks my parents’ story over most of their lives, and mine in my first year at GB in 1963. Because the play jumps around from location to location and decade to decade it probably would work better as a movie. It is rich in nostalgia for the Jewish American Left, but at its heart is a story about aging and coming of age.