We just commemorated the 18th anniversary of the terrorist attack on the twin towers in downtown Manhattan. I was in high school at the time the towers were being built, and I remember the floors being added, one upon another, … Continue reading Déjà Vu Vu
Sadly, my parents never made it to California, not permanently. The closest they got was three months in San Jose, which was long enough to enroll me in school in the fifth grade. Two things stand out from that time: … Continue reading California Dreaming
You haven’t lived until you’ve seen the fall colors in New York. And listened to the leaf blowers. You’ll find leaves and leaf blowers everywhere. They go hand in hand like yin and yang, left and right, Jekyll and Hyde, … Continue reading Autumn Leaves
As you might have guessed from the photo, this is a story about underwear. However, let me begin by telling you not about underwear but the writer’s life, which is a solitary one. As a writer, I spend a lot … Continue reading A Pocketful of Miracles
