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Goomba is Italian slang for friend, and I’m a good one, and stay one, no matter what you do. “Oh, so they dug up heads in your backyard? Hmm, are you in jail? Can I bring you anything?” “I just … Continue reading
It’s no secret I’m a Pitbull lover, relating to them as a breed no one wants. I feel like that at times, being separate and different, not mainstream because of my own personal history. My first Pit was Oscar, belonging … Continue reading
There’s a young girl I see running most mornings, 30ish, curly-haired, long and lean. She always runs along the various paths that parallel the road, like a deer loping by. Occasionally we stretch together on one of the Park’s many … Continue reading
It’s early, I’m walking, too tired from working a long day to run, the crisp air smacking me awake, when up ahead I see, what to my strained eyes, looks like a midget (yeah I know that’s politically incorrect but … Continue reading
I’m mourning the death of Anthony Bourdain as if he were a relative, though I never met the man, only in print. My friend Ed after we both recently reread all of his books said, it’s because his writing was … Continue reading
Mary McGrory (1918-2004) and John Kennedy (1917-1963) were friends. They actually dated when they were just cubs making their way in Washington. He became the president, and she, the top woman journalist in D.C. manning a daily column for the Washington … Continue reading
Abraham Lincoln’s first inaugural address is my favorite speech, especially its final paragraph. It’s always explained my built-in patriotism so easily ignited. As Americans we’re connected, hands held by our ancestors despite not necessarily knowing their names. I remember the … Continue reading