Monthly Archives: April 2020

907 ….ya can’t quit one without the other…. 04-29-2020

Coffee-up! Cigarette-down! Caffine-Nicotine-Caffine-Nicotine…. up-down-up-down-up-down… etc. Ahhh! At last! a-parallel-to-the-ground-sea-saw! a-balanced-scale…. OMMMMMM. But, I want to quit smoking. (but I love my coffee! my world won’t wake without my morning coffee break.. sometimes three!!! sometimes four!!!! sometimes more!!!!!!!!!!!!) I’m trying to … Continue reading

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906 Revelations Chapter 20 ( As written by D.B. Weiss) 04-24-2020

The slaughtered, sacrificial Lamb, risen! The Coming Comforter, now come! The Prince of Peace who brings a sword, stands at the front of the long battle line. Behind Him, His angelic army and His holy, sainted warriors, armed to the … Continue reading

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905 The thin branches of the family tree… 04-19-2020

I have a second-cousin-once-removed. We share splotches of DNA. I know a few dots of his life: He’s Navy-retired, father-of-three. His Father was my Mothers cousin who I called my “Uncle Mickey”. When I was ten, in ’58, my family … Continue reading

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904 For The Cost of An Egg-Cream… 04-18-2020

Mr. Alex was ancient. A little, bald, Polish nome, scurrying around behind the counter of his soda shop, scooping ice-cream from the freezer, making malteds or, for just ten cents, the best egg-creams in the world. Scotch-taped on the walls … Continue reading

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903 In Mr. Schneider’s Deli 04-17-20

He was a gentle, old, Jew. He owned the kosher deli on the corner of 83d Street and 4th Avenue, just two blocks from our Brooklyn apartment building. I would ask Augie to “walk-me” when Mom sent me to buy … Continue reading

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902 ….in my 72nd year. 04-12-2020

What does being 72 mean that being 22 doesn’t? Well, one thing, certainly! It means I am well out of danger of dying before my time! So I better have had the time of my life before the time of … Continue reading

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901 Pecking Order 04-09-2020

The ruddy English Sparrow roughed the sunflower seeds, scattering them around the ground, selecting his dinning pleasure at his leisure, when came the august Cardinal in clerical procession, his scarlet-winged brothers and shy sisters, genuflecting behind, startling the skittish Sparrow … Continue reading

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