Sunday, August 30, 2015

The Last of the Fruits of Summer

This was the last weekend in August.  Next weekend, Labor Day weekend, is the official end of summer and the official start of fall.


New Jersey is known as The Garden State.  Beginning in May, red-checkered, road-side stands with their colorful array of local fruits and produce dot road-sides large and small from here to the sea shore.  And every visitor to the Jersey Shore returns home with armloads of beef steak tomatoes and Silver Queen corn. 


Sunday, August 16, 2015

Hanging On To Happiness

Today would have been Mme Mère’s 99th birthday. 



It’s been two years since this Force of Nature left us, ever so quietly, in the early hours of an otherwise ordinary Monday morning.  A most uncharacteristic way for an opera singer, who knew the value of a great exit, to take her leave, but, then, maybe that’s why she chose it.  Always leave them guessing. 


Wednesday, August 5, 2015

No Country for the Formerly Cute

The actor, John Larroquette, four-time emmy winner, who rose to fame in the TV sitcom Night Court (1984-1992), once said that there were four stages in an actor’s career. 



Tuesday, July 14, 2015

When Bad Boys Go Good!

It was the 60’s, and I was in high school. 


My high school was huge.  It drew from two large junior high schools (called middle schools today) that were at opposite ends of the County logistically and in every other way.  One was strictly upper middle to upper class kids and the other a mix of lower and middle class kids.  This socio-economic soup produced two distinct groups, who never intermingled. 


Monday, June 29, 2015

Where Have You Gone, Shirley Valentine?

The other day I had one of those Peggy Lee “Is that all there is?” moments.  (M-T Note:  If you’re too young to remember Peggy Lee, you’re probably too young to have a Peggy Lee moment.)  

It was just a fleeting feeling.  I don’t even remember what I was doing when it came over me, but there it was and there it went and it made me think of Shirley Valentine.  


Shirley Valentine was a 42-year-old housewife from a working-class Liverpool neighborhood with a pretty serious, mid-life identity crisis. 


Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Your Friend, Mother Nature – Don’t Say You Haven’t Been Warned!

I am seldom in a good mood in the morning.  No, let me rephrase that.  I am always in a bad mood in the morning. 
No, let me be more precise, I am a barely ambulatory bad mood in the morning looking for a reason to justify its existence……..


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