Halloween is my favorite holiday but I can’t stand Autumn. It’s a conundrum, a paradox, an absurdity. Sheepishly, disloyally, I place it...

Labor Day, the end of summer, as youthful school years used to dictate. It was back to school for me, a new size uniform; perpetually...

Over the past weekend I found myself retracing my footsteps of twenty-eight years ago. It’s not hard to do in a small town and I’ve...

I thought quite seriously the other evening, as I was leaving for my part time job, that neighbors may be talking. In the past I’d gone...

The rain pounds down in slanted sheets and driving demands concentration. My ankles are cold, my toes damp and sticking to the insides of...

Note: The title was a recent assignment in a writing class I'm taking with author Martha Frankel, "Hats and Eyeglasses: a Family Love...

Years ago I was having lunch with a young man I worked with, at a small eatery on Seventh Avenue in New York. As we waited for our...

Until the late 1940's, orange juice wasn’t widely available. Small and cute glasses of orange juice were commonplace at breakfast, made...

In the mid-seventies Calvin Klein started smacking his name on jeans, and other designers were not far behind, like Jordache, Guess? and...

March, specifically March 17th, holds many memories for me of St. Patrick’s (never say Patty’s) Day. At the gawky age of thirteen, while...

I've attended Qi Gong classes for almost two years, yet often feel I am no closer to understanding the flow, and meaning than when I...

I’ve been to Florida several times in the past decades, but always near the ocean: Miami Beach, Ft. Lauderdale, Hollywood, Boca Raton,...

Proudly, the complete set of World Book Encyclopedias, circa 1974, retained their burgundy luster and flaunted their gold lettered...

I thought a Christmassy blog would be in order. But the subject is so darn big, so dense, so crowded with recall, where does one begin? ...

So, I go to the dentist a few times a year for a cleaning. This mandatory excursion results from having had laser gum surgery a few...

I rifled through the long rack of sweaters in Marshalls last week, looking for a sweater that is not acrylic, not frilly, not diaphanous,...

I loathe squirrels. And I especially enjoy the word loathe, which, to me, feels superior to “hate”, a short, choppy, forthright...

Breakfast at the Taos Diner II, then on the road to Santa Fe. The diner, a locals' spot, had been alive with the colorful work of local...

Taos. The English name Taos derives from the native Taos language meaning "place of red willows". During the trip I wrote the least about...

August 9: Forgot to mention that the evening before, we located the Rio Grande Valley State Park. I hustled down a sandy path to the...