
Parable for Our Times
Michele and I were swimming our laps in adjoining lanes at the city pool on 25th street. When she passed me going the other way, I playfully reached under the lane divider and stroked […]
Michele and I were swimming our laps in adjoining lanes at the city pool on 25th street. When she passed me going the other way, I playfully reached under the lane divider and stroked […]
I took my 87-year old mother and her dog Jasper to Central Park. My mother inched along the pathway with her walker while Jasper and I chased a ball in the grassy parts. […]
I came to NYC when I was 17 to go to the New York Studio School. It was a little crazy because the school was unaccredited and most of the students were much older […]
Back when industry first abandoned New York and there was a glut of available loft space, we rented what had been a tie factory in Hoboken for $300 a month. There was a business that […]
Lately there don’t seem to be many patrol cars waiting for bikes to run red lights. Not enough bikers in the cold to justify the man-hours I guess. In winter a quick look is sufficient […]
Brenda at the pool said to me, “You stay over there in the fast lane where you belong.” “Why, is that the White People’s lane?” “Yes it is, and it’s Black History month!” – Adam Simon […]
After the last big snowstorm, our neighbor Sal told a couple of the guys working for him to clear the snow from in front of our house. One guy said to Michele, “Can I borrow […]
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