Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
I’m making an effort to take breaks from the dumpster fire that is the United States, be it a quick trip “home” to Ireland to spend time with family, reading voraciously or chilling on the couch with trashy television and freshly baked cookies with a side of milk. Expressing my outrage and disgust with the … Continue reading No pocket for my sunshine
Is there a book or something? Maybe a website or Facebook group that I can consult? Actually, both of those platforms are problematic with the government having removing literally thousands of webpages and Zuckerberg taking his turn to lick Trump’s boots… Yeah, maybe a book is the best choice - as long as it isn’t … Continue reading Seeking: Instructions for how to live under a totalitarian regime
The most simplistic answer would be that momentous event occurred on September 21st, 1966 in early morning when I made my debut at the (now defunct) Manhattan Infirmary.* Because, although neither of my parents were American citizens, and only one of them is even listed on my birth certificate, by birthright I was declared American, … Continue reading When did America become “the country where I was born?”
On Election Day, the community where I worked rejected a proposal to modify a stretch of Delaware Avenue in their town. I’ll be the first to admit that I don’t know all of the details (I don’t live in the district where I teach) but, from what I’ve read and heard, the plan would have … Continue reading Pedals over pedestrians
When I first viewed the house where I’ve lived for more than 25 years, my immediate thought was that it was too small for my eventual family. At the time it consisted of two 2-bedroom flats and I couldn’t imagine it accommodating the children my husband and I planned. At the Open House, where I … Continue reading The house across the street
I know I’m not alone in feeling like it’s been sunnier these last few days after what felt a lot like living under the perpetually grey skies of a dystopian novel. Despite the shorter days, I feel personally lighter and friends have shared similar emotions with me in recent days. It’s palpable.Things will remain difficult, … Continue reading Good day sunshine
Is this how it feels when your country is falling apart? During the buildup to WWII and the Nazi takeover, did Europeans feel the same way I am these days? How many more ways can we replicate the events of 100 years ago? Why is it that American students are taught that women received the right to vote in … Continue reading 5 Election Day questions not on any ballot
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