Monthly Archives: July 2026

…for no apparent reason I’m going to be in Beijing in an alley crammed with tiny restaurants and moms and pops food shops with the bulging eyes of once recently fresh fish staring at me from dirty windows. Since I … Continue reading →

On opposite sides of a line are long ditches lined with hope or desperate need… Foxholes, hiding atheists, for example. That line, over there, is in the Aragon Forest. It’s the Battle of the Bulge, Winter, 1944, I think, at … Continue reading →

Holy Mackerel! It’s 1:28 PM on the kitchen clock and I’ve only just finished my bowl of Cheerios mixed with a garnish of grains and nuts and covered with sliced bananas and blueberries , strawberries, and floating in 2% fat-and-Lactose-free-milk … Continue reading →

“Honey! You’d be such an easy guy to be married to, if only you were!” And he’d know what was coming ’cause he’d just done some…thing exactly the way he likes to do any…thing but not exactly the way…she likes … Continue reading →

Grandpa Mike was one tough ol’ Irishman, who dwelled in the smelly, dank cabin of the MIC-EDDIE, a tub of a sail boat he and his old friend, Eddie O’Malley (who died before their boat was launched) built together. Grandpa … Continue reading →

“Yoo-Hoo! Anybody home?” yelled our next door neighbor, Teresa Marino, Mother of my buddies Pasquali (the Second), Georgio and Johnny. She’d poke her head in our opened front door… Nobody locked doors back then. That would come a few years … Continue reading →

Written in response to a “kool-aid” crack made by an old theologian buddy who condemns my continued belief in- and my stubborn adherence too- the Forth Commandment and against its -(somehow, since it’s “just ceremonial…”)- elimination at the Cross of … Continue reading →

“Didn’t you use (d) to be… a member here back when….?” Yep! I heard that when I dropped by to visit the old fitness club to say hello to the owner. Mike Riley, a good friend and training buddy. Where … Continue reading →