I remember the first time I met Mark. I can’t say that’s always the case when I’m introduced to someone, but I remember those moments very clearly. It was early in ‘93 and I had come upstate from Chelsea, where I was living, with my new boyfriend. He was introducing me to the small western … Continue reading When it’s not “but a scratch.”
Category: aging
“Lost time is never found again” – Benjamin Franklin
If you could have anything, what would you want? Since making the decision to retire I’ve had some intense moments of panic. How do I walk away from a career that brought me much professional satisfaction and a strong sense of belonging to a community? Will the absence of students and colleagues from my everyday … Continue reading “Lost time is never found again” – Benjamin Franklin
Decidedly
How do you know if you’ve made the right decision? And - when do you know? I’ve been talking about my eventual retirement for a long time. Not because I was miserable in my career, but because I think three decades, or just about 1/2 of my entire life, doing the same thing professionally is … Continue reading Decidedly
May Day musings
Yesterday was my middle son’s birthday. Delivering him was one of the greatest physical accomplishments of my life. Today is my mother’s 87th birthday. Being able to navigate to the place where the relationship she and I share resides, is one of my greatest emotional achievements. Once again this year, we have a pair of … Continue reading May Day musings
Traditional dinner
This week, as I always try to do prior to flying, I had dinner with all three of my sons. This most recent gathering was at a couple of favorite neighborhood spots. N and I started at Nicole’s for wine, taking advantage of their excellent Wine Down Wednesday special with a bottle of tasty Montepulciano … Continue reading Traditional dinner
The lady doth protest too much
While I was at work Saturday night, I overheard a woman of perhaps the same age as the current century, talking about how the hospitality business where she works was impacted (positively) by the “political thing” downtown. Yes, “political thing” is a direct quote. She seemed completely clueless about what the protest was about, and … Continue reading The lady doth protest too much
Desperately seeking s…
Sanity Safety Solitude Security Self realization… But, that’s not what we’re here right now to talk about. Instead of all those things listed above that sometimes keep me awake at night, let me tell about my Friday night at the Spectrum. My OG Albany friend (from South Troy) invited me to attend a Q&A event … Continue reading Desperately seeking s…






