They Don’t Call it a Plymouth “Fury” For Nuthin
Hank walked into the Club looking disheveled, like he’d been through something. Dirt on his uniform. "Oh hi, Boss, what's up? Where ya been?" He looked right at me and…
Hank walked into the Club looking disheveled, like he’d been through something. Dirt on his uniform. "Oh hi, Boss, what's up? Where ya been?" He looked right at me and…
This is an "Uh Dad" sequel of sorts. Not the same story, just another one that came to mind. Phones still rang in those days. No caller ID either. Mid-afternoon,…
A note before we start. This one's a little different. Jim, my editor/son, gave me some sage advice about my blog posts. He says he, among others, would like to…
Every August, I turn into two things I never trained for. A meteorologist and an actuary. I watch the spaghetti models. I do the math in my head. Is the…
Why am I sitting on the grass near the driveway of our rented beach house? Why is my leg partially, and dangerously, under my grandson's pickup truck? Why is he…
Well, how 'bout a freakin' garbage disposal that clogs up and backs water up in the adjacent sink. Ergo. Can't use the dishwasher. Sheeit. Beach week is over. Time to…
For close to an hour we drove through horizontal, heavy rain, thunder, lightning, and roads we could barely see. White knuckling it on the way back from Orangeburg. Is there…
I met a couple from Connecticut. He was dressed as something resembling a Scottish Viking (if there is such a person) wearing a helmet, kilt, among other things. His companion…
The Circle in the Square didn’t feel like most Broadway theaters. The stage sat in the middle, the audience wrapped around it, and that night it felt like the old…
58,000. That’s the population of the cities like Lancaster, Pennsylvania. Bozeman, Montana. Sanford, Florida. It’s also the number of names carved into the Vietnam Veterans Memorial Wall in Washington, D.C.…