Monthly Archives: August 2014

  We missed the turn for the Taconic headed north on our way to Canada last week. It was the very first leg of our trip, and we made it almost all the way to Connecticut before we realized we’d … Continue reading →

The directions I downloaded from Google maps are pretty good, provided you don’t miss any exits or take too many rest stop detours. Still, the estimated time was 7hrs. to Oahawa, Ont. from Salt Point, NY was pretty optimistic. It … Continue reading →

Last week I was finishing a shelf installation for a friend of Danusia’s and we were chatting while I worked. I’ll call him XY to protect his anonymity, as the conversation steered to more than a bit of self-doubt. That’s … Continue reading →

45 years ago when I was 15 I spent the summer working as a day camp counselor at my local church, St. Patrick’s on Willoughby Ave. in Brooklyn. It was a Job Corps program, and the church did not pay … Continue reading →

He liked to be called Gus. He wasn’t too happy about Augie, but neither his English nor his self-esteem was good enough to protest. Yesterday was five years since he died, and I found out about his death and my … Continue reading →

A couple of weeks ago I was at an event and was sitting next to a friend, actually he’s more of an acquaintance. Best described as a guy I know. I’ll call him Jeff in order to protect his anonymity. … Continue reading →

Half a life ago, when I was 30, I wasn’t even contemplating life after 33. I had that age fixed in my head as the age I was going to live to. Don’t ask me why, I guess it had … Continue reading →

A couple of weeks ago I was making my morning coffee and poured in some half-and-half from Trader Joe’s, and the second it hit the coffee it separated and curdled. I had to throw the whole cup out, and start … Continue reading →