As should be clear to anyone who has read a number of my other Retro stories, my mother was very liberal.  And by “liberal,” I mean not just in the current American political sense we usually associate the term with — pro-choice, anti-war, societal safety nets, etc.  She was also liberal in the more philosophical,… Read More

Twenty years ago, sitting in front of a television In a hotel room in Australia With my (then) wife. Watching planes hit the Twin Towers In New York — in MY city. And filled with rage at these terrorists.   Twenty years later, Sitting in front of a television In my home in Massachusetts With… Read More

In considering my fifty years or so of commuting, I realized that there were not a whole lot interesting things to write about them.  During the many years I lived and worked in Manhattan, I took the subway or walked, and, when I have worked in places without decent public transit, I drove.  Ho and… Read More

I seem to keep coming back to my “The Grand Tour” story again and again in response to new prompts. Maybe this is my own senior moment fixation.  In any event, here it is again for anyone who cares and/or is having a senior moment in trying to remember it: The Grand Tour However, this… Read More

I’ve actually already written my one big date story: back in 2017, when I wrote about my drive-in movie blind date with the perhaps-not-so-angelic “Angelina.”  Here is the story again for anyone who cares to read or re-read it (in italics for clarity): “OK, this week’s prompt had its intended flashback effect on me.  Here… Read More

Although I’ve had my share of home repairs, and the attendant horror and/or success stories, over the years, I am writing about my most recent adventure in this genre, which took place in 2017.  Not only does this mean that my memory is less blurry about it than with other, earlier adventures, but I also… Read More