Short, tall, true, and semi true tales about a young boy growing up in upstate New York.
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
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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,
The Post Apocalyptic Landscape, Once Known as “The Flume” Read More »
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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Boomers of a certain age share certain memories in a global orgy of corporate knowledge. Now, I am not talking about baby boomers in general, just baby boomers of a certain age. What is that age, you innocently ask? Well the only age that I know about is presently 64. This, even though I have
Bye Bye Miss American Pie Read More »
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
There was this kid in my neighborhood named Frankie Stewart. He lived in a big old house with his extended family. Now when I say extended, I mean really really extended. There was his short Italian grandmother, his aunt, mother, father, older sister, and two younger sisters. I think that his granny did babysit for
Recently I have been having a lot of pain in my left foot. I have not a wit of a clue why this is as I am not overweight, try to eat healthy, and regularly exercise. I do spend a lot of time on my ass during working hours, so perhaps that is a clue.
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Roxana wasn’t the most “Grandmotherly” in the world. Probably the result of her strict Methodist upbringing and her marriage to the quietest man that ever lived. However, she did make the best cookies in the world. My favorite cookie was a chocolate oatmeal no bake cookie. These cookies consisted of cocoa, sugar, oatmeal, and some
