About three seconds.  That's all it takes.  Duran Duran, "Save a Prayer," or Christopher Cross, "Sailing." Three seconds of those opening strains and I'm 22 years old again, leaning back against the rail of a 30-foot yawl, warm salt breeze sliding over my arms, under a moon so bright, I almost have to squint.  Halfway... Continue Reading →


The (Not So) Good Old Days

The post starts out “I grew up in a little town called [______]…”  (I’ll ignore the fact that the plural word Sunday has an apostrophe in it, which was my first clue about what was coming.)  At the end of the post, readers are instructed to copy, type in the name of their home towns,... Continue Reading →

The New Reality TV

For Donald Trump, shit just got real. I’ve mostly stayed away from news lately, because I just can’t.  The little bits I’ve seen have given me some rays of hope, though.  A few of them from the Donald himself. This is a man who bragged for over a year that he was going to do... Continue Reading →

Look up.

“Oh, that’s right,” she said, “let’s ignore everything and bury our heads in the sand.” It was a response to a Facebook post that’s been making the rounds for a few weeks now, by sharing music videos to dilute the deluge of political posts.  People who liked the post would be assigned a letter and... Continue Reading →

How to Grow – Scampi Style

I teared up as soon as I saw the picture. An old beau, smiling, sitting next to his aging father.  Two genuinely good guys.  His father made me shrimp scampi one night when I went over to their house to meet for a date.  I said I hadn’t had dinner.  He insisted we didn’t leave... Continue Reading →

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