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Dr. Ruth on Finding Love After the Pandemic

The nearly 93-year-old sex therapist has survived a lot of trauma. But she’s ready to get back to normal life.
Source: Aaron Richter / The New York Tim​es / Redux

Much of America is going through a Madonna moment: Like a virgin, touched for the very first time! Brushing against a stranger in a restaurant, clobbering someone with a hug, shaking a new acquaintance’s hand—for those who have stayed isolated over the past 15 months, these experiences can feel novel and exciting and highly weird. Perhaps no one is better suited to advise us on navigating this moment than Dr. Ruth K. Westheimer, America’s favorite nonagenarian sex therapist.

Dr. Ruth isn’t just famous for her books, her radio and television shows, and her in a classic Herbal Essences commercial. She has also lived an extraordinary life. Born in 1928 to an Orthodox Jewish family in Frankfurt, Germany, she traveled in a to Switzerland at age 10 as the Nazis rose to power, and spent the rest of her childhood there in a home for orphans. She moved to Mandatory Palestine shortly before the establishment of the state of Israel and served as a sniper in the Haganah, the Jewish paramilitary organization.

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