Category Archives: Connecticut

The Chin and I

What happened to the days when buying a raffle ticket meant, you won a car or a trip to Spain? I, on the other hand, after shelling out ten bucks for a good cause, won a free consultation with a … Continue reading

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Sans Culottes

Sans culottes is French for no undies…a state I’m often in, especially in the heat. I shed everything possible, having tremendous understanding of the nudist’s mentality. I had an appointment for my annual skin scan when my dermatologist dons a … Continue reading

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Notes From The Carlyle – May 2017

 I decide, since it’s the eve of the Memorial Day weekend, to pop into Bemelmans for a cocktail. The minute the weather warms up, it seems, so do I. So what if it’s pouring. TAXI! So here I sit, on … Continue reading

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A Hairy Story

I was sitting at a little cafe in midtown when a well-dressed woman, two stools down, looked up from her phone and said, “What does hirsute mean?” “Hairy,” I said, without thought or pause, a word that always makes me … Continue reading

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They Died With Their Scrubs On

 I go to the hospital monthly, to have a shot to keep my hearing up, in a facility called, The Infusion Center.  Now I’m there for something minor, compared to the cast of chemo patients that never fail to humble … Continue reading

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Things I don’t Understand

 Donald Trump’s hair.  Why can’t something be done?  We can land a man on the moon, but a new strain of mousse cannot be developed. How my neighbor’s cat ends up in the hall.  It’s not that I mind Patrick … Continue reading

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Crowned

I was hoping more for a tiara, but instead, got one in porcelain that sadly, no one will see… all because I was chomping on cheap candy…sigh I love to lie in bed in cozy jammies, with Jelly Beans, Chuckles, … Continue reading

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Genes

It might have been easier to write about levis, but here it goes. Sometimes I see mothers with their babies sporting the same face…or a dad and his son who walk alike, long legs, just in two different sizes. It’s … Continue reading

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Mary Tyler Moore and My Dad

Oaklawn Cemetery is a modest, little graveyard in Fairfield Connecticut, where my father, along with his mother, Mary, is buried. He’s surrounded by other World War II Veterans, so my grandmother rests a bit east from where he lies. It … Continue reading

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Show Off

I see a guy in just a T-shirt and no coat with biceps so big, you could sit on them and watch the game. One can’t help but to notice, not just their size, but that it’s 20 degrees out … Continue reading

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