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Continue reading →: Gimme Some Tongue, Babe
Several years ago, I rented a room from a lovely Iranian family while I recovered from an illness. They were warm, funny, and kind. I found the cultural differences between my Italian American/Catholic heritage and their Persian/Moslem background interesting and educational. One characteristic that I noticed from the very first…
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Continue reading →: Grist for the Mill
There was a popular book titled “The Omnivore’s Dilemma” that discussed how modern transportation and refrigeration allowed people to have a wide selection of food from which to choose. This book title came to mind when I was evaluating the food that gives me sustenance as an artist and writer.…
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Continue reading →: The Neighbor
“Turn up the lights. I don’t want to go home in the dark.” Last words of O. Henry Her name was Mary but as a small child I could not pronounce it and so I called her Mimi. She was of Croatian descent and a second-generation immigrant. She spoke English…
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Continue reading →: Happy Trails
A few years ago, I broke a six-year abstinence and bought a television set. I did stop short of getting cable and in the days that followed, I watched a 21st century television with a $5 pair of rabbit ears antenna. I got ABC, CBS, NBC and PBS, plus a…
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Continue reading →: A Hair-Raising Experience
“But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.” St. Matthew My tongue flicks the corner of my mouth and a tingling prickle ensues. What’s this! Another lick alerts my ever-attentive tongue to the presence of an intruder. I dispatch an exploratory finger to the site. Damn! The tongue…
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Continue reading →: No Laughing Matter
I no longer listen to the news of the world. At 81, I am too old to risk getting depressed. Instead, I take a walk on the sunny side of the street and cast around for things that make me smile like funny animals on YouTube. Laughter is a dangerous…
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Continue reading →: A Passing Acquaintance
I was sitting at a picnic table at the neighborhood park and enjoying the spring sunshine when an older man sat down on the other side. “How old do you think I am?” he says, pulling off his John Deere Tractors hat and bending his white head down for my…
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Continue reading →: What Happens Next?
We all have our little indulgences or secret pleasures, those things which we turn to for a temporary relief from the stresses of daily life or as a reward for a battle well fought. For some it is a drink or cigarette, some expensive chocolates or relaxing massage. For me…
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Continue reading →: Worshipping the Sun
My understanding of things scientific is limited to broad and sweeping generalities. This by no means deters me from devising speculative theories such as those I have been pondering of late about the nature of the sun. From what I understand, the sun is like a gigantic atomic furnace that…
