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…

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…

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…

We pass them everyday. Here in our cities, even in our small towns. Here in the richest, most powerful nation on earth, no; in the history of earth. My parents generation used the phrase “Down on his luck.” It was…

The grownups visited in the basement That basement that George was so proud of He paneled it in that 1960’s style Cheap, but effective, like a boys clubhouse – Leonia and George hosted parties and dinners down there She cooked…

It was before most cars had air-conditioning; so even on the hottest days we drove with the windows rolled down. Always in that black ’63 Impala, or later on, the blue one. And finally the Nova. My grandparents were working…

Sometimes I don’t know what my mother was thinking. She would send me to summer camps; Jewish, Catholic, Protestant…wherever she could get the best deal. She had help: kind relatives, boyfriends and even kindly camp administrators would give her a…

One of the major male role models in my life was Hugh Knorra. Mr. Knorra, as I called him was my mothers boyfriend for a number of years. He was president of the NYC area local of the Tool and…

They climbed up through the mountains along the snow covered highway. Rocks draped in ice falls; they got snow early and then held it all the way through spring. The SUV had AWD and it was handling fine though he…

Maybe it was, maybe it wasn’t. But at 61 I felt like I was hitting on all cylinders. I can’t ski as many days as I want so when I ski, I ski a lot. 300 runs this year, minimum.…