Tag: memories
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Summer Camps
One of the things about New York City, that many people probably don’t realize, is how many wild places there are. Tracts of land that house bird sanctuaries, giant sprawling wetlands and forested nature preserves. There is lots of ocean front as well, lined by beaches like Rockaway or Coney Island and little inlets and…
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Feels Like The First Time
It’s almost impossible for me to figure out the first book I ever really got lost in. Too long ago. I was a book-worm from a very very young age. I remember a teacher telling my mother I could read at the 12th grade level when I was in 3rd grade. It was a way…
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Desperation
I was asked to think about a time I chose not to conform and the price I paid for it. Well I can tell you, I could fill a book with examples and prices. Hell, I could show you a price list, a damned catalog with descriptions and prices. But I don’t want to go…
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Leaving
We have new neighbors. They seem nice enough, a couple with two teenaged boys. I met the boys and they were very polite. But that is not what I am writing about. Truth be told, our former neighbors, divorced, precipitating their move. We didn’t know them well. But we spoke, some and they were nice.…
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The Last Drop
“It is not the last drop that empties the water-clock, but all that which previously has flowed out…” – Seneca . Neither here Neither there Neither anywhere . I wonder what they thought When they found him . Not quite ours Not quite yours Not quite theirs . I wonder what they thought When they…
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George And The Postman
Uncle George pulled his black Dodge sedan into the garage, just like he did every other night. He closed the garage door and unlocked the side door to the house. Beauty was waiting patiently for him to arrive home, in the kitchen, right where she belonged. He walked to the front door and she walked…
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Strange Changes
I just passed on an opportunity for a meeting with other professionals in my field. I know many of these people, we are like minded; we are friends. But I ain’t going. The flu is going around, there’s a new variant of Covid circulating and I have a ski vacation planned in 3 weeks. I…
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Island Memories
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 class people with union jobs. They bought American. They bought Chevy. WMCA New York was…
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The Restaurant Around The Corner
The wind off the Danube was biting and ancient. It tore downriver, curled around the Parliament and whipped past portraits of battles and kings in Buda Castle before doing a crack the whip through the Chain Bridge. The same way it had for years and decades and centuries and millennia. At home, we’d all be…
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“I Swear To God I’ll Behave”
My new seat mate raised her hand like scout’s honor. And with that, she plopped down next to me in the first row of First Class. She had just strode onto the airplane, large and in charge and demanded a drink. When she was told we were getting ready to push back and she’d have…