On Christmas Day, more than a dozen years ago, a large, beautifully wrapped box from my daughter contained an unexpected surprise…a green...

Gone are the days when an unintelligible torrent of words and garbled warnings were shouted incoherently at a random stop, prompting...

That morning I felt content as one can sometimes, with very little rhyme or reason. I even embraced the first snow of the season, as it...

I waited at a light on 9W in Kingston, checking out the new businesses that had replaced the ‘gone’ ones, a frequent occurrence on this...

You’ve probably seen at least one small, handprinted sign on the door of a retail shoppe in a quaint town, announcing “Back in 10...

Anytime I, or my partner JR says, “Let’s get rolling,” we tend to break out in a very offkey version of the song… “Rolling, rolling,...

Recently I stumbled upon a neat podcast site: https://personplacething.org/. I’m a newbie to podcasts, though I don’t listen to them via...

To blog or not to blog, that is the question. It is tempting for me to post a glut of photos, memories, maybe Christmases past, recent...

I could write about the book I’m forcing myself to read maybe I’m in over my head, but suffice to say, it’s not my area of interest, but...

I’m wearing it now, the coolest thing to don in 92 degree heat, after a shower I used to call it a kimono, but that was a little high...

I pushed out of the house this afternoon, sternly commanding myself “Out, out! Go out!” It didn’t matter where, but I needed a change of...

A week ago or so, I was down in Tennessee visiting Glenn and Jenny and my granddogs, Rocket and Hank. Although I brought the darn snow...

The Chap Stick package of three tubes was sealed thoroughly; clear plastic glued against cardboard (or as they say in retail,...

Whenever I eat coffee yogurt I think of Nancy Guglielmo. Her desk was situated across the aisle from mine, and I can still see her long...

Flashback Memory from March 2018 Long Islanders have commuter nerves of steel. Upstaters like me, not so much. A wall of eighteen...

The Setting: Julie’s Sweet Shop, College Point, NY Situated a few blocks from St. Agnes High School. The Time: 1965 It was an after...

When my son was little, Richard Scarry’s “Cars and Trucks and Things that Go” was his favorite book and bedtime was often a wild ride...

My May 5th blog, Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow, apparently experienced a major snafu, and most of you never received it. No worries, just...

It’s nothing I didn’t expect. Uh, oh, double negative. I expected it, yes I did. The paperwork given before commencing chemo treatments...

It didn't take long, after I emerged from my surgical stupor, to understand that the three W's were considered to be of primo concern to...