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The Baby Train
Uptown Number 6 This morning getting on a random car, joined three young mothers that couldn’t be more that 20, and I’m betting even younger… Latinas with beautiful faces and Botticelli bodies...
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Deer Me
I’m on a train heading to Hyde Park to visit FDR at Springwood, the home he grew up in. It’s a lovely day sun streaming through the train’s window. A couple sitting across from me are also going;...
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Did I Imagine This?
Three fire trucks are lined up on East 84th Street between Lexington and Park Avenues. I stop expecting to find a fire raging. Instead, ten firefighters are laughing while watching a man who is...
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Takin’ The Heat
Mid afternoon. It’s muggy, making me feel sticky all over like I’ve been canoodling with a lollipop. I can see others feel it too; men with loosened ties, women baring arms; little kids without...
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The Significance of Memorials
After watching the ceremony at Arlington’s Tomb of the Unknown Soldier on Memorial Day, I thought about why we’re comforted by what is a reminder of something so painful. In this case three men...
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Observations
8: a.m. Sunday I’m sitting on the steps of St. Ignatius Loyola Church drinking a cup of coffee. The Upper East Side is deserted avoiding the annual Puerto Rican Day Parade. I observe the...
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Grace On Its Feet
I’m always amazed at the things I see. An elderly man not too steady on his feet was walking near the subway entrance. People were rushing by oblivious to him who couldn’t move very fast. A woman...
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Did You Know…Little’a This…Little’a That Edition
The actor Spencer Tracy would discreetly disappear, checking himself into Brooklyn’s Hotel St. George spending a week in the bathtub drinking himself silly. Even his longtime lover Katharine...
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Nothing Like A Real Good Book
I was strolling behind a father and son who was reading as he walked; a rare sight these days since kids are more apt to be glued to a phone rather than The Hardy Boys. “Must be a good book,” I...
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Rained Out
As well as I should be, after pouring for 40 days and 40 nights. No fan of umbrellas, opting for a soggy baseball cap wishing they made eye glasses with windshield wipers; add all the paper towels...
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