Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
It was a new school year, my first in the school district where I later received tenure for the second time. The book salesman was late for our introductory meeting. When he arrived he was flustered and he apologized in a distracted fashion. ”A plane flew into one of the twin towers,” he told me. … Continue reading I haven’t forgotten
It had been close to a perfect day. There was a breakfast which was not only tasty af but also kicked two items (a Mac’s fish burger and the dregs of Saturday’s wedding’s artichoke dip) off the leftovers list. Later, yet still in the morning, warm blueberry crumble, with a dollop of plain yogurt, also … Continue reading Wellfleet, 2024
As the annual week in Wellfleet inches towards its end, the level of connection I’m feeling with my dog is at its maximum. He and I have been doing this together for a long time. Never do I understand him more than here, on the Cape, in late summer. I’ve learned that he follows me … Continue reading My dog days
Just a moment ago, I deleted a comment I had made on a childhood friend’s post with photos showing she at a recent DJT rally. My comment was a single key stroke - the emoji of vomiting. Later, during my shower, I reconsidered my needlessly confrontational comment. What was the point? Was I going to … Continue reading Finding kindness
We can all agree that travel is life changing, can’t we? Observing, and even participating in, life in locations away from home can be the impetus to expand one’s understanding of humankind and settings beyond our own. When I’m traveling alone, I often find myself taking mental notes of things I find interesting or enlightening. … Continue reading Recent realizations and impressions
When I was organizing this current trip to Italy, I focused on Puglia. Why? Because it’s a region of Italy that neither N or I had visited before and it was slightly below the radar of most American travelers to Italy. Plus, I had put together a case of mixed wines and I had selected … Continue reading Morning walk in Matera
I have a distinct memory of childhood. I was lying flat on my back in a shallowly filled tub and I noticed that I had a puddle in my chest. It was, to my eyes, deep and I called my mother into the bathroom so she, too, could have a look at it. She assured … Continue reading My boobs have been good to me
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