Biography

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A Lesson in Leni-tea

The ignorance and arrogance of folk never ceases to astound me. So, I'm at a certain coffee shop (let's call it Mobys), having ordered my drink in...
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Horn and Hardart Automat - (A day spent with my dad)

The New York City streets were crowded and, from my six year old vantage point, with giants, but I had the biggest giant with me holding my hand, so...
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The Ballad of Liz and James - 5

Did I mention there are certain challenges attached to a 4,653 mile relationship? I think I may have done. Anyway, my point today is that some of...
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My Cat Never Sang for My Father

Flushing, Queens, Fall 1966 I heard my father’s footsteps as he made his way up the stairs. “What are you doing to that cat?” he shouted. We didn’t...
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The Beatles and Me

The Beatles landed at JFK international airport on February 7, 1964. It was a Friday. Had I been living under different circumstances — ten years...
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Street Kid 1964

I was in a choke-hold, getting my face pulverized, when I saw my dad turn the corner and look. I was secretly relieved. Dad to the rescue. He’d break...
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Carry On, Richard

Maspeth, Queens, NYC 1967 We moved to the borough of Queens in 1967 when I was thirteen years old. It was the first time we lived in a house. An...
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Life and Death Under the Hudson

I didn’t know a wall could move that fast. One moment I’m riding along on my bicycle. The next moment my nine-year-old body is hitting the pavement;...
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What Do You See?

In the last week we cleared my mother in law's house. This is the biographical account of her favourite room and her favourite chair. I pray the reader will forgive a little self-indulgent nostalgia.
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Rediscovering Living

The first day of the school holidays when teachers and parents swap frowns and smiles. I have been on both sides and I say " let them both rest" My lot now and parents in September....