Suprise Me

New Jersey has a bit of a reputation problem. Read More

I think we could write this retro Retro piece in synchronous serendipity, so I won’t dwell on a nostalgic past. But Retrospect fills an enormous need and has created a deep and profound community where none had existed before. The timing could not have been better. I joined Retrospect on the eve of the 2016… Read More

The meanness of spirit, the self-centeredness, that had oozed through American society in the 80s and 90s had polluted my beloved sport. Read More

Aristotle? Bible? “Ideal man”? Mit-what-zah? Sounds like a fancy way of saying “make your own bed” to me. But apparently, doing stuff for other people is supposed to be some grand declaration of inner beauty. Let’s be honest, though, favors are a minefield. A social tightrope where good intentions trip over awkward silences and unspoken… Read More

Menemsha Sunset Like most of us I’m sure,  the one thing I can’t leave home without is my cell phone.   If I forget mine,  I rush back to get it, and can’t imagine how we lived without them, or their precursors our car phones.   So here’s a car phone story,   but first let… Read More

This might be one of the scariest things I’ve ever done! A new beginning as a website owner/administrator is not something I ever expected. It feels a little like riding on this ferris wheel. When John and Patti announced that Retrospect would cease operations on December 31, 2018, I felt bereft. It had been such… Read More

They say man plans and God laughs. On the big day, it rained steadily from sun up to midnight. Read More

I found myself being seduced by hand-crafted dolls from different lands over the years, finding serendipitous treasures in flea markets, souvenir shops, street vendors, and craft markets. Read More

Revising the editor Limits, rules, restrictions, guidelines, walls, trigger my auto-response of arising fierce Kali-spirit that demands the shaking off of the yoke burdening my shoulders, spitting out the bit between my teeth, severing the ball and chain cutting into my ankle, and pulling the barbed wire from around my throat, to run wildly into… Read More

I guess I ended up with the wrong set of genes for my theatrical fantasies, but I’m really enjoying watching my granddaughter perform. Read More