walking out the door with the dog the sky ahead two thick smudges of deepest blue grey clouds interrupted by a layer of sun kissed gold. i was thinking about the panel on the AIDS Memorial Quilt with the name of someone i had never forgotten sewn upon a plaid background. i looked to the … Continue reading Don’t tell me there isn’t magic
In 1992, I moved to NYC with $300, 2 part time jobs and a broken heart. One of the jobs was as a receptionist at a medical practice on 5th Ave and 14th St. It was the height of the AIDS pandemic and a large percentage of our patients were HIV+. During the year that … Continue reading What is remembered lives
Many in the Northeast agree that the foliage this autumn has been spectacular. The vivid colors, frequently set off by a background bright blue sky, have been dazzling. I’ve reveled in nature’s garishness, spending as much time as possible outdoors, but underneath my joy there’s been a consistent competing emotion - a sense of foreboding. … Continue reading (When life feels like) A Dystopian novel
Apologies in advance for the extreme randomness that's about to follow... I'm kind of in the market for a new pair of jeans. I qualified that statement because, with 4 or 5 pairs of jeans already in my closet, I don’t need another pair, but it would be nice to have a fresh pair in … Continue reading Where do you go after Skinnies and other pressing questions
Despite the predictions of a muted fall due to the dry summer we experienced in New York, it’s been an absolutely beautiful fall. I think the September rains came at just the right time and the result has been what may be the most spectacular foliage season in memory. I’m talking jaw dropping shades of … Continue reading Peeping leaves, sniffing flowers, patting pets.
I’m not sure if it’s a function of aging or a perhaps related loss of patience, but I find myself much more willing to confront situations head on than I may have been in the past. When I observe behavior which is detrimental to a community, completely self centered or simply uncivilized, I’ve had it. … Continue reading Not having it
Wednesday evening I attended the 8th grade Open House at the school where I work. It’s rare that parents venture into the LMC, but I like to be present in case any do find their way or, as is often the case, need help finding their way to classrooms. This year was the first in … Continue reading (Not so) Open House