Category Archives: readng

Jefferson Survives…July 4th, 1826

Posted on July 4, 2018 by

Thomas Jefferson and John Adams, both died on July 4th, 1826. Adams was 90, Jefferson, 82. They had been friends, foes, then friends again much of their adult lives. Adams was the one who coaxed Jefferson into writing the Declaration … Continue reading →

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Oh God

Posted on June 24, 2018 by

I was raised Catholic, though running for my life, my mother using God like a machete to scare me half to death, certainly a bad rap for the great creator. My God as of late is more casual, in a … Continue reading →

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Suicide Can’t Be An Option

Posted on June 9, 2018 by

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 →

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Bobby Kennedy Remembered

Posted on June 6, 2018 by

I was just 14 when Robert Kennedy died, so my reverence for him came much later. It began with journalist, Jack Newfield’s 1998 documentary film…Robert F. Kennedy: A Memoir, taken from his book of the same name. It begins with … Continue reading →

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Mary and Jack

Posted on May 29, 2018 by

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 →

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Those Mystic Chords of Memory

Posted on May 27, 2018 by

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 →

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Best Story of the Week…Share Your Bananas

Posted on May 24, 2018 by

Late, en route to a job, my sugar suddenly drops causing me to feel faint. Stupidly skipping breakfast in my frenzy to leave realize, if I don’t eat something fast I’ll be in big trouble. I have no cash, no … Continue reading →

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A Nutty Word.

Posted on May 10, 2018 by

I’m on a novel kick these days, a real change from memoir and historical bios. I’m so enjoying the language, like the word chestnut, I found twice in two different books. Not the nut roasting on an open fire, but the term for … Continue reading →

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Best Story of the Week…TAXI!

Posted on May 3, 2018 by

A man I do some work for with a bad back, asked if I’d meet his flight at Kennedy, offering to pay generously to help with his bags. I would have done so anyway, played porter just to be kind, … Continue reading →

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Those 3 a.m. Voices

Posted on April 18, 2018 by

Sometimes at exactly 3, I sit straight up in bed as if someone called my name. I sense something, a presence that I realize is just me calling out to myself. My mind at once opens one of two drawers. … Continue reading →

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