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There’s a lot to be ranting about this particular Saturday Morning. But instead of wasting my time writing about the absolute worst president in our short history and picking on his supporters who put him in the position of ruining … Continue reading →

The best course I ever took in college was a history course entitled, Technology And Culture. It was a colloquium requiring a great deal of reading and short written summations of the day’s required readings, as well as our interpretations … Continue reading →

Bless me, Father for I haven’t written. It’s been over one month since my last dissertation. On this wondrous of days (I just love Fridays despite having been retired for over nine years), I wish to provide my thoughts on … Continue reading →

The first day of spring has always been a time to celebrate life…that is life that is played on a baseball diamond or softball field. It sometimes was a period of frustration when the vestiges of winter still lingered on … Continue reading →

Happy Sunday to all. I’m trying to make this a good Lenten observance. It’s been so long since I have done so. (Which sounds just a tad bit like Confession.) As kids, we were always urged to give up something … Continue reading →

The other day, I was checking out of my doctor’s office and setting up for my next appointment. (Going to doctors is the extent of my social life, and I have very little room on my social calendar due to … Continue reading →

Today is supposedly the 60th Super Bowl…this is false if only in semantics. The first two games between the NFL and AFL champions were called the AFL-NFL Championship Game. The first Super Bowl was actually played in 1969 and was … Continue reading →

We used to be proud of the description of America as a nation of immigrants. Now, the children of immigrants, many of my generation, anticipate that emigration may well replace immigration as the American dream. Watching what is going on … Continue reading →

I wanted to name A Bronx Boy’s Tale, My Back Pages, inspired by the Byrds’ version of Bob Dylan’s song of the same name. But the people at Create Space, where I was publishing my book, suggested that a title … Continue reading →

My recollection is that PJ and I met on a huge mound of snow, the remnants of a delightful blizzard that kept us home from school during the winter of 1959-60. I could be wrong about the year, but we … Continue reading →