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Say Nothing…Say It Often

Posted on September 15, 2020 by

It’s so hard to shut-up…to refrain from comment, silence your tongue, hold that verbal fire. They should teach it as an alternate language, same as Spanish, or French. When the woman rubbernecking me at the market, her cart, scraping my … Continue reading →

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Drunk, Naked and 16

Posted on August 4, 2020 by

In front of Starbucks…87th and Third – 6:00 a.m. I’m watching a young boy stagger down the street with his pants down around his ankles, and he can’t be more than 16. Obviously out all night, a quart of Jameson … Continue reading →

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Meat and Potato Men

Posted on August 2, 2020 by

I’m referring to an old-fashioned type of male you don’t see so much anymore. The man who steps up, no matter what. The fella who faces the bully, chases the bad guy, who runs into the burning building to save … Continue reading →

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Old Levis…Old Friends

Posted on July 6, 2020 by

My jeans should be willed to the Smithsonian, they’re that old and tattered…sewn, stitched, patched, the original denim humbly peeking through. If they could only talk, the tales they could tell. We’ve been through a lot together, well traveled, zipped … Continue reading →

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Scalped…Cash Only

Posted on May 26, 2020 by

The fact that I’m resembling Elvis has become a concern, so when I get a surprise call from my hairdresser at midnight, I’m overjoyed. “What are ya doin?” he asks. “I’m in bed, awake, after falling asleep after lunch, and … Continue reading →

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The Written Word

Posted on May 10, 2020 by

The world can be a very cold place, especially of late, so we savor the good and unexpected. I had a woman who follows me write a stray comment that just said…I’m concerned about the girl in the box. It … Continue reading →

Posted in animals, Beauty, Culture, dessert, Faith, friendship, grace, Gratitude, Home, humanity, humor, nature, New York City, words, writing | Tagged , , , , | 67 Comments

Tails From The Front

Posted on April 16, 2020 by

I was never so happy seeing a Beagle tending his ballings, to quote my dear grandfather, as I was this morning after a major meltdown yesterday. I’ve been quite valiant since my shelter-in-place began, but even Norma Rae-Pollyanna-Joan of Bark … Continue reading →

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Reasons Why Women Need a Man

Posted on January 29, 2020 by

To put lotion on your back, in February. To fix the cable, after you’ve kicked the box across the room. To spoon with when you get a little chilly. To happily do all the driving while you give directions as … Continue reading →

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A Connecticut Christmas

Posted on December 24, 2019 by

I’ve just turned 4, as I sneak a peek at our tree, already suspecting Santa is really my mother, because why else would she be putting stuff under it in her nightgown. I may be short, but I’m not stupid. … Continue reading →

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Thanksgiving 2019

Posted on November 28, 2019 by

I’m spending Thanksgiving with Carrie, rereading all her books, making it one of the best ever. Let’s hear it for great writing that peels off the page like a good yam, or ham, in Carrie’s case.  She writes a lot … Continue reading →

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