Tag: NYC
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At The Museum…For Decades
[I loved this Alaskan canoe when you could see the people in it.] The more things change, the more they stay they stay the same… -Anon. I never understood the above quote, except to say that I think it means that history repeats itself. I certainly can get that…considering the Trump Era. You can figure…
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Kissing Manhattan Goodbye
So, it’s time to say farewell to the city I love. A week from today, if you have a drone, you will find us driving north on the I-87…through Albany…onto Exit 30…and then fifty more miles, through Lake Placid, to our home at Rainbow Lake. I’ve heard it said so many times: “New York City…
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Six Days Can Be A Long Time
[Photo credit: Mel Brown] The moment happened a few hours ago. I was probably sitting in Starbucks on Broadway and 75th Street when the time came and went. I was aware of the time, but I was likely checking my email. Our apartment wifi was dead for the time being. It was an arbitrary time,…
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Two Candles
I’m sitting outside in our small garden. I’m trying to read a novel written by Hakan Nesser. He writes great nordic noir mysteries. It’s a warm night. I bought two new candles to illuminate the dusk in the garden. We had a friend over and ordered Chinese. I had my fried rice and dumplings. My little…
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My First Two Weeks Back In New York City After Five Years Of Living In The Far North Country

[Say what you want…this comes with the apartment] Okay, It’s maybe three or four weeks now since we’ve left the cold and hostile fields of the North Country for the Cold and hostile streets of the Big Apple. So, you might ask, How are we doing? [Across the street from out building. A line waiting…
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Here I Sit In Space #275 In The Rose Reading Room: Yet I Am Not Insecure
It was an afternoon in mid-October. The rain had fallen most of the morning so when I arrived at the wet slippery steps of the Main Branch of the New York Public Library on 5th Ave., the scattered metal tables were mostly empty and wet. I posted a photo of the wet tables on Instagram.…
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Kodak Moment
My son, Brian, just turned 28 on July 14. He is a part of the last generation of people (in America, I suspect) who had their childhood photos of them taken with film. I have boxes stacked in my closet of envelopes containing hundreds if not thousands of pictures of him, my daughter, my family,…