Playing With Fire

Playing With Fire

Creator of my own world

The Marine Theater

The ushers hustled everyone to their seats. They wore the Jones Beach State Park uniform.  Blue and white.  There were seahorse emblems on their hats and epaulets. Limousines were parked in their special lot while VIP guests ate 5 star…

The Flag

“Kessler does not raise flags.  Kessler burns flags!!!!!”  And so that was that.  There would be no flag-raising today, and the flag pole stood unadorned all day.  No one batted an eyelash.  Such was life at Camp Da-Ro, a summer…

Iowa

If you know me, you’ve heard my story of being everywhere but home when I was growing up. Military Schools, full time sleep-away kid-sitters, summer camps. It was a weird blend of disadvantaged and privileged running side by side. The…

The Kitchen Clock

Every kitchen should have a clock. Up on the wall, over the sink or maybe over the entry door. They give us the time of day but also they keep watch. I don’t like the crazy kind, cats with moving…

A Christmas Eve Visit

You couldn’t have asked for a more perfect family Christmas Eve. There was a way too big fire in the family room, the family fav Christmas movie was on TV and everyone, (including the girls) were sipping some hopped up egg…

Untouchable Grief

She was different and that always attracted me. Compared to the other conservative, mostly cute girls at this small midwestern university, she was more aloof, dressed in a more sophisticated way, and carried herself with a sort of slow moving…

Road Trips In The Dark

Between 10 and 4. That’s my favorite time to be behind the wheel. At 10pm the world is shutting down. At 4am it’s beginning to stir again. In between, I have the world to myself. It’s never about wandering, that’s…

The Great French Toast Experiment

In retrospect, it probably wasn’t the best idea. 10 year old me, already on the verge of being unmanageable, sent to board with a woman and her two young daughters. But my mother, needing some place to park me 24*7*365…

Saratoga Springs

Oh, we were pissed. Never mind that we were going to see a show in what is arguably the best and most iconic outdoor performance space in the country. This was the annual mid-summer concert outing for Camp Da-Ro. I…

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