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Yes, You Can Get TSA PreCheck Without a Full Set of Fingerprints

Evelyn Herwitz · May 26, 2026 · Leave a Comment

Memorial Day weekend is over, so that means unofficial summer has arrived (even if it doesn’t feel that way on a chilly afternoon). Al and I will be traveling again soon, and I am looking forward to getting away.

In preparation, I was at AAA recently and noticed a sign for TSA PreCheck®. Unbeknownst to me, our local AAA can do those applications. I had always thought that I had to go into Boston’s Logan International Airport to apply, a major disincentive.

The main reason I had never applied, however, was that you need to be fingerprinted. With all my bandages and skin grafts on my fingers, I thought that was impossible, so why bother?

So I asked about it. And it turns out that the process can accommodate people with hand disabilities. Which had never occurred to me, but is both obvious and appropriate. I made appointments for both of us, and last Monday we went to AAA to apply.

To do the fingerprints, they use a huge tablet. You need to press your fingers onto the screen, and as long as enough of an image is captured, you’re all set. Even if your fingerprints don’t work, or you are missing the primary fingers they want to use (thumbs and index fingers), they can enter an explanation that by-passes the requirement.

In my case, thumbs were out (bandages), as was my right index finger (bandage), and the left index finger is too bent to lie flat on the tablet. But they were able to capture prints from my ring fingers and pinkies on both hands.

A few days later, we received emails that our applications had been accepted. Now we have our TSA PreCheck ID numbers, which I just have to enter on our airlines reservations. Who knew it would be this easy?

I’ll be taking a break over the next few weeks and will have lots to report later in June. In the meantime, be well, Dear Reader.

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

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How I Spent My Spring Vacation

Evelyn Herwitz · June 3, 2025 · 6 Comments

I’m back home since last Tuesday night, back on East Coast time, and nearly caught up on sleep, after an intensive 12-day journey with Al to Germany. As is my way, I packed a lot into our itinerary, based in part on more research for Novel 2, which is set in Weimar Germany, and in part on things I’ve always wondered about and wanted to visit, and in part on catching up with good friends there.

We flew direct to Frankfurt-am-Main, Germany’s financial center, and used it as a hub for day trips by train to various points of interest, including Kassel, home of the Brothers Grimm for most of their adult lives; the Rhine River Valley, speckled by castles, hillside vineyards, and lovely towns; Worms (pronounced Vorms, rhymes with forms), which was a famed center of Jewish intellectual life in the Middle Ages and is home to the oldest Jewish cemetery in Europe; and Heidelberg, a renowned university city and site of castle ruins.

From Frankfurt, we took the 4-hour high speed train to Berlin, and had a guided tour of the Schöneberg district, where my mother grew up around the corner from Albert Einstein, and the location of JFK’s famous “Ich bin ein Berliner” speech in 1963; visited a variety of spectacular museums, where we saw art by Paul Klee and Gerhardt Richter; as well as learned about life in East Berlin and under the surveillance of the Stasi secret police. We also visited a wonderful puppet museum with an extraordinary collection and curators who filled me in on some history I’d been seeking.

On top of that, we had a lovely and meaningful visit with our friends, who treated us to delicious meals and took us to another beautiful and historic Jewish cemetery, the largest in Europe. Last Monday we took the train back to Frankfurt, stayed overnight, and then flew home. I was exhausted, but it was well worth it. And that’s the very short version of our travels.

What do all these things have in common? I’m thinking a lot about German folklore and how it informed culture and society in the 1930s, as well as the heritage of German Jewish communities. I’m also thinking a lot about art and censorship, which are central to my novel. And I’ve always wondered about castles on the Rhine. Fun fact: they were built by princes who wanted to collect tolls from ships traveling up and down the river—the very definition of robber barons.

I’m still processing all that we explored. I will be thinking about this trip for a long time. Grateful we could go and return home safely. Here are just a few pics of what we saw. Enjoy!

Bucket List Visit

Evelyn Herwitz · October 15, 2024 · Leave a Comment

I have loved the art of Paul Klee for decades. His whimsy, brilliant use of color, and evocative abstract works are an endless source of fascination and inspiration. He is also a personal hero. During his last five years, Klee lived with scleroderma—and despite physical limitations, this was his most prolific creative period.

Born in Switzerland in 1879, raised in Bern, Klee studied art in Munich and eventually settled there in 1906. His imaginative works and art theory grew out of his involvement with Der Blaue Reiter group of German Expressionists, including Vasily Kandinsky, August Macke, and Franz Marc, as well as his travels to Italy and Tunisia, and his years during the Weimar Republic teaching at the Bauhaus and the Düsseldorf Academy. In 1933, the Nazis dismissed him from his post in Düsseldorf, and he was labeled a “degenerate” artist.

Klee and his wife, Lily, returned to Bern and lived there until he died at age 60 in 1940. I have long wondered if the trauma of exile, losing his close circle of fellow artists and his reputation, as well as the ability to exhibit his work, all contributed to his illness. His symptoms of systemic sclerosis emerged after a bout with the measles. I’ve asked my rheumatologist at Boston Medical about Klee, and while there is no clear answer to how he contracted scleroderma (same for all of us with the disease, even 90 years later), he explained the latest theories are that scleroderma is triggered by a virus. Another theory that I just discovered is that Klee’s exposure to certain chemicals in his oil paints and thinners may have been a contributing factor.

In any case, whenever I go to art museums, I seek out Klee’s works. So, this summer, after our very intense visit to Israel, we traveled to Switzerland for a few days in Bern to visit the Zentrum Paul Klee, the largest collection and archive of his art in the world—a visit at the top of my bucket list. I was hoping to see some of his famous paintings of abstract angels—playful, sorrowful, mysterious, comforting. Unfortunately, none were on display, nor any of his largest paintings. But the standing biographical exhibition did not disappoint, as I discovered some of his smaller works that I had only seen in books. And there were also three of Klee’s wonderful puppets that he made for his son, Felix. After we toured the museum, we walked around the Zentrum grounds, the sculpture garden, and paid our respects to Paul Klee’s grave.

Here are photos of a few of my favorite art works and the museum, as well as Bern from a scenic overlook at a different location. Hope you enjoy the view . . .

Choose Humanity

Evelyn Herwitz · October 8, 2024 · Leave a Comment

I am writing on Monday afternoon, October 7, the dark one-year anniversary of the terror attack by Hamas in Israel that launched what now seems like a never-ending war. Twelve-hundred people, mostly Israelis, were slaughtered that day and hundreds taken hostage. There remain 101 hostages in captivity in Gaza, tens of thousands of innocents in Gaza killed as terrorists hide behind civilians, and now the growing risk of regional war in the Middle East.

In September, Al and I traveled to Israel to visit family and also to participate in a peace mission organized by MEJDI, a touring company founded 20 years ago by two friends, an Israeli and a Palestinian. They specialize in dual-narrative tours in conflict zones. Over five intense days, we met with people across the political spectrum to hear their stories, engage in dialogue, and explore paths to a just peace. I am still processing all that I learned and heard.

Among those we met were family members of Israeli hostages, a former Gaza resident, an Arab Israeli journalist for Ha’aretz, members of the Druze and Bedouin communities, a Palestinian Christian minister, a Palestinian bookstore owner in East Jerusalem, refugee advocates, IDF soldiers, and many dedicated peace activists. We visited guests in Tel Aviv, Jerusalem, near Haifa in the north and in the Negev in the south. We attended a massive rally in Tel Aviv to bring the hostages home and achieve a cease fire. We had long and meaningful conversations with our fellow tour members of all faiths, as well as our two guides—one, an Israeli whose cousin had been killed on October 7 and whose body is still held hostage in Gaza, and the other, a Palestinian from East Jerusalem who is a medic and was a first responder at the attacked kibbutzim.

There were many points of view, much grief and angst. But the message that resonated across all of our discussions was this: There are two peoples with legitimate claims to the same land, who must find a way to live in peace together. The journey is long and hard. Don’t pick sides. Choose humanity.

Birthday Jaunt

Evelyn Herwitz · May 7, 2024 · 2 Comments

Covid over (despite a scare last Monday when I developed a sore throat that, fortunately, resolved on its own), Al and I celebrated my birthday last Wednesday and Thursday with a quick trip to New Haven and New York City. My goal was to see a couple of art exhibits, one at Yale and the other at the Neue Galerie in Manhattan. The weather was sunny, the art stunning, the food excellent.

We stayed overnight in New Haven at a hotel that functions solely on electricity and is fossil-fuel-free, the Hotel Marcel, named for Marcel Breuer, a Bauhaus luminary who had originally designed the building as the corporate headquarters for Armstrong Rubber Co. Converted to a hotel with a commitment to sustainability and many curated Bauhaus details, it aims to be the first certified “passive house” hotel in the U.S. by the end of next year.

So, it was a fascinating trip, on many levels. Here are some of my favorite pieces from the Yale Art Gallery (no photos allowed at the Klimt landscape exhibit at the Neue Galerie). Photo above is one of my favorite NYC views, the constellation mural and lights on the ceiling of Grand Central Station. Enjoy!

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