Short, tall, true, and semi true tales about a young boy growing up in upstate New York.
Truth be told, I am not a crook. My brief encounter with crookedness occurred when I was about eight years old. Thankfully, the benevolent powers that be did not send me off to reform school for my heinous crime. On the corner of Crescendoe Road and Perry Street, there was a marvelous little mom-and-pop butcher shop […]
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We had little understanding of the challenges we would face in circumnavigating our home town in the vessel that we had assembled. Vaughn’s Creek was a well known entity wherein we had fished, swam, and even attempted to jump a 3 speed Schwinn stingray bicycle over the majestic waters. Little could our tiny minds comprehend
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Now I do want to say that the names have been obfuscated by nicknames, for the protection of their privacy. My brother was a great bestower of nicknames and did indeed assign himself the moniker of “The Great Luigi” as well as the nickname of “Melvin Purvis” to our neighborhood friend. I shall not reveal
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May your adventures bring you closer together, even as they take you far away from home. Trenton Lee Stewart My fondest and most cherished memories are firmly planted in early childhood during the late 1960’s. Our neighborhood was filled with kids that were around the same age, attended the same elementary school, and walked both
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It all started when I found a stack of my older sister’s 45 RPM records and 33 RPM albums. They were all vintage 60’s albums by a long list of artists that we have all become familiar with. There were albums by The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, and The Animals. Lots and lots of 45’s
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Back in the late 80’s, right after I got married, I bought a really cheap fixer upper of a house. Now when I say fixer upper, I really mean fixer upper. The house needed every molecule replaced, as virtually everything either leaked, crumbled, or squeaked. The biggest faults of this monstrosity were plumbing, wiring, and
GE Silicone and My Caulk Eyed Brother in Law Read More »
50+ years have passed since I and my gang visited The Flume, a water filed Nirvana and fishing spot that we all relished. I still vaguely remembered the approximate location of the entrance, so today, I decided that I would relive the glories of my youth. After a lunch with my brother and my son,
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Not sure why this old memory came to mind. I do believe that the ability to recall and reflect helps us all remember who we used to be in order to help us define our identity in the current moment. Recalling playing marbles in my elementary school yard is my happy place today. So maybe
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In the last few years, I have become obsessed with the game of golf. In the Winter months, I pine for the first day of no snow, when I will be able to actually see my little white orb bouncing down the fairway. Each summer day, the thought of “How can I escape my daily
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Philosophical thought for the day – Way back before I became a king of industry, I was a cook at the Hungry Horse in Johnstown NY, my home town. At the end of each night, I’d wander out to the bar and get an ice cold beer and watch some black guitar player named Marcus
