Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
The dawn of a new decade of living is something I’ve celebrated with gusto for my entire life. Turning 60 was no different, at least not when it came to enthusiasm. The setting (my favorite Cape Cod house ever), the crew (a collection of friends from distinct chapters of my life) and the vibe (80s … Continue reading Where do I start?
In what feels like the blink of an eye, the ten years of my 50s have flown past and I’m facing the dawn of a new decade. That was fast. Replacing that 5 with a 6 will probably take a little getting used to, at least in a literal sense. Mentally and emotionally, though, I’ve … Continue reading Reflecting on my 50s – some feats, foibles, fails and facts.
I know I’m very late to the game on this book, but I recently listened to the Michelle Obama memoir, Becoming, and am completely obsessed anew with her. Damn - how far we have fallen in terms of the quality of FLOTUS… The book, originally published in 2018 with the audio released that same year, … Continue reading Becoming friends with Miche
Just a quick note here to tell you how wildly out of touch you are with the future of this country, young people, and the direction in which they are prepared to lead. Sidebar: maybe I should be penning this with a quill and ink on papyrus since those seem to be the tools of … Continue reading An open letter to Albany County Democrats
It’s been a few years since I found myself on the lawn at Lennox’s beautiful Tanglewood, a reality that I state with great regret. My visit there Labor Day weekend was a tremendous reminder of how superior Tanglewood is to any other large outdoor venue within an hour’s drive of Albany. Yeah, I said it. … Continue reading We may have the Yankees, but Massachusetts has Tanglewood
Simply be Americans unified in our shared grief? Pause and remember all that we have lost - the people, the sense of safety, the innocence? Extend ourselves to help others? Honor the brave fire fighters, police officers and medical personnel who ran into the towers as all others sought to escape? Be the best versions … Continue reading For just one day can we all…
For most of my life, Labor Day has separated summer freedom and 10 months of being at school. As the days began to dawn later, often with more crispness, and end earlier, the inevitable approach of the schedule to which I must abide grew louder and louder until it was impossible to ignore. School was … Continue reading Thoughts on Labor Day from a retired teacher
