Category Archives: Home

My Old Little House

Posted on June 1, 2017 by

For the past year and a half, I have not been able to go by the old apartment building I lived in for almost 40 years, finding it much too painful. I take Park rather than Madison just to avoid … Continue reading →

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Remembering Jackie

Posted on May 19, 2017 by

It was May, 1994, when I was coming home through Central Park, wondering why there were so many news trucks along Fifth Avenue. I had yet to learn, Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis, better known to the world, as just Jackie, had … Continue reading →

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Dust To Dusk

Posted on May 17, 2017 by

If I needed an excuse to start drinking again, I have one now. THERE’S A LEAK…coming from a pipe beneath my living room floor. I have a plumber named Nico, who should be done by 5, if all goes well, … Continue reading →

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Home Furnishings

Posted on May 4, 2017 by

I spent 15 minutes watching a robin build it’s nest in front of my late friend Jackie’s old building, fascinated by the bird’s skill and perseverance.  He’d fly straight up to install whatever item he found appealing, then swoop back … Continue reading →

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Stand By Your Man

Posted on March 20, 2017 by

 I was perusing through a book about the Marquis de Lafayette (1757-1834), and the page I opened to, was about his wife, Adrienne. During France’s revolution, called the Reign of Terror (1793-1794), that didn’t do justice to the horrors that … Continue reading →

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Whom To Admire

Posted on March 5, 2017 by

I’ve known a woman for over 20 years who’s worked as the cashier in a neighborhood grocery store. Anya is her name, and one of the most impressive people I know. A beautiful Latino in her 50s with one son, … Continue reading →

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Genes

Posted on February 28, 2017 by

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

Posted on February 9, 2017 by

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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She Bit Her Brother

Posted on February 1, 2017 by

I’m standing outside the post office with Mike the Maltese while his mistress is inside buying stamps.  I do this whenever I see some idiot leave their dog tied up, out front, because they get so frequently stolen. As Mike … Continue reading →

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TIMBERRR

Posted on January 15, 2017 by

I always get melancholy when Christmas comes to it’s abrupt end.  Not that I’m so holiday oriented, it’s seeing how little it matters when it’s over. The trees tossed on the curb like discarded bodies, particularly disturb me; so many chopped … Continue reading →

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