Suprise Me
The Whole World is Watching
Prompted By TV That Inspired Me
/ Stories
We managed to see our share of the Saturday kids’ programs, endless varieties of Westerns, the stereotypical Ozzie and Harriet sitcoms, variety shows and increasingly, the news.
Read More
A Very Expensive Nose
Prompted By Priciest Purchase
/ Stories
I was wrapping up my three racing day visit, up to my elbows and knees in routines I had wallowed in most every summer since 1975.
Read More
How’s That Again?
Prompted By Ageism
/ Stories
And finally, when did us older folk as individuals become “we” and seem to merit attention as if we were dumb, blind and simple? As in, how are “we” feeling?
Read More
As Real as It Gets
Prompted By The ER
/ Stories
People at San Francisco General Hospital emergency room had T shirts printed up that included the tag line: “as real as it gets”. That pretty much summed up the big urban County Hospital experience where I was a medical student. The ER was where lives in crisis ended up—there, or in prison, or sometimes both.…
Read More
GP
Prompted By Family Medicine
/ Stories
GP My father was a GP with an office on the first floor of our house, and we lived “over the store” (See The Puppy in the Waiting Room, Saying Farewell to a Special Guy, and Turkey and Trimmings with Flu Shot) My dad did it all – delivered babies, took out splinters and appendixes, and…
Read More
Yale: Studies, Romances, Escape
Prompted By Affairs of the Heart
/ Stories
In the summer of 1961, I left my job in Harlem where I was working with gang members as a community worker, for a student life at Yale that catapulted me from clamorous chaos to hushed academia.
Read More
I Can’t Live Without Spell Check
Prompted By Spelling
/ Stories
For someone who loves to write, being a terrible speller used to be my Achilles heel.
Read More
The Gift to Be Simple
Prompted By Random Acts of Kindness
/ Stories
Did that woman know how her simple act of kindness turned our entire situation around?
Read More
Tennis Woes
Prompted By Hobbies
/ Stories
Tennis Woes I’ve written recently about my pickleball addiction and also about my long, and rather lackluster tennis career and my parents’ unforgivable role in it. (See Pickled) Here’s more about that disappointing chapter in my sporting life. My parents were both athletic, in facf my father was a really good tennis player in his…
Read More

