Author Archives: section6rowh

I love Fridays. I always had. Never have I ever wished that the work week or school week had even one more day to it.I always felt that by Friday, I had had enough. Thank God it’s Friday, indeed! But … Continue reading →

I left New York nearly five years ago. The experience of leaving New York has taught me one thing. You can leave New York, but New York never, ever really leaves you. It was like that for The Bronx as … Continue reading →

I have a daily subscription to the New York Times. It’s the print version, but I also have digital access. Newspapers aren’t cheap today, and Reading All The News That’s Fit To Print is pretty expensive, especially when I remember … Continue reading →

As I opened my WordPress account this morning, the first thing I saw was that my last entry had three readers in China. Now, don’t get me wrong, I have no illusions that my blog was so great that even … Continue reading →

Tuesday Afternoon Today is the first Tuesday of October. Old FM radio stations always referred to OCTOBER as ROCKTOBER. A clever promotion from their sales departments, I suppose. Of course, I always try to listen to the Moody Blues iconic … Continue reading →

Well, autumn is upon us. I can tell because, down here in Florida, the heat of summer has given way to the chill of autumn. Now, I have re-defined “chill” since moving to Florida. My use of the word chill … Continue reading →

  I was initially going to entitle this entry FORTY-FIVE, but I thought too many of you would think it’s about Him. So I came up with something else. Today is Eileen and my forty-fifth anniversary, and I wanted to … Continue reading →

  I suppose the first memory that we share of September 11, 2001, was that it was an absolutely gorgeous day. I always felt that September, especially in New York, was the best month of the year weather-wise. Of course, … Continue reading →

Twenty-five years ago this month I took my children to see the Yankees play the Red Sox. We sat in Row X in the grandstands of the old Yankee Stadium. It was a Saturday afternoon September 21, 1996. Like most … Continue reading →

There are times in our lives when momentous things occur for which we rarely are prepared. It’s as if we are acting in a play, and we walk onto the stage only to find we are in a production, unlike … Continue reading →