Saying goodbye to a generation

My Uncle Eamon’s kitchen, Broomall, PA, Fall 1989 The first time I met my Aunt Rosita was at a family wedding. This event marked the second time in my life that I shared space with a relative other than my mother and brother. I had been collected from the airport by Uncle Eamon and Uncle … Continue reading Saying goodbye to a generation

Fired Up, Part 2

(As promised, the second part of last weekend. This time, however, the Fired Up is refers to the fire tower out in Grafton and the going up it that was our plan for the early afternoon.) Just like Saturday, I spent much of Sunday outdoors, this time on the east side of the Hudson. My … Continue reading Fired Up, Part 2

Whatever gets you through the night (and day)

I think it’s pretty clear that my moods (and mental health) are being determined to a great extent by the current situation in the States. Guess we should all get accustomed to being dictated to, right? I can’t understand why the population of what was once a rebellious, independent country, is allowing this travesty of … Continue reading Whatever gets you through the night (and day)

I’m sorry…

…that the country where I live is so selfish that far too many people care for no one beyond themselves. …that far too few people in the country where I live are aware of the Sumud Flotilla and it’s attempt to deliver critical aid to Palestine. …that the government of Israel is run by a … Continue reading I’m sorry…