The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe Most New Yorkers have either a good or a bad real estate story. Here’s mine and it’s a happy one! We moved into our 2 BR, 2 BATH, RIV VU upper eastside apartment when our son was less than a year old. We loved our building, our local…
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Suprise Me
The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
Prompted By My Real Estate Story
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The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe Most New Yorkers have either a good or a bad real estate story. Here’s mine and it’s a happy one! We moved into our 2 BR, 2 BATH, RIV VU upper eastside apartment when our son was less than a year old. We loved our building, our local…
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Flipping Out
Prompted By Hair
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The Day I met Bruce Springsteen
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For 40 years my life has intertwined with the music of Bruce Springsteen. On Tuesday I was priveledged to meet Bruce, and it led to a time of reflection on the past years of my life.
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“War? What Is It Good For? Absolutely Nothing!”
Prompted By War
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Hey there you fellow homo sapiens! Gather ’round, lemme tell ya a joke. It’s a real knee-slapper, been around for millennia. It goes a little somethin’ like this: a bunch of ya all get riled up, paint yer faces funny colors, grab some pointy sticks, and see who can spill the most blood and…
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Father and Daughter* (RetroFlash)
Prompted By What My Father Told Me
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His cardinal rule: to the outside world we must always present a united front.
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Searching for Peace
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“Do not let the behavior of others destroy your inner peace.” —Dalai Lama I find there’s a quiet kind of healing peace in the early morning empty streets and pathways, a softness in the Spring sky that speaks to my soul. With the world as loud and uncertain as it is, I remind myself to…
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Resolved: Time and the River
Prompted By Resolutions
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Early in this new year, I resolve to take a walk on a quiet byway down to a river. On my way, I’ll find a stick dry enough to snap from its source and large enough to see at a distance. When I reach a bridge, I’ll walk halfway across and lean over the downstream…
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My 1974 Pinto Station Wagon
Prompted By My First Car
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We lived in the Oakland hills, and bus service was minimal - everything was far away.
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Story Wranglers
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We’ve all known since we were little kids that there is magic in storytelling—in finding out what happens next.
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Behind the Mask
Prompted By Hello Darkness
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Behind the Mask Like all families, ours at times has been an unwilling friend to darkness. A medical officer in WW II, my dad served on troop ships bringing soldiers to theaters of war and returning with the wounded and the dead, and on a Stateside army base during those dark days I was…
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