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Moving Day- Packing Up The Family Home

Awhile back, I figured out I have had 19 different addresses since leaving for college. A long time ago to be sure, but I was still surprised that there were so many. Sure it counts a different dump each of my college years, and episodes like house sitting for 3 months on a cul-de-sac in Castro Valley, and a single month in a Denver apartment … Continue reading Moving Day- Packing Up The Family Home

Syracuse Rising- A Rust Belt Love Story

Like many, I went home for the holidays to be with family. While home , I took a walk in my old “hometown downtown”- Syracuse, New York. It conjured up a lot of memories walking for a few miles along the Creekwalk, a newly opened path through the heart of the old city. Here’s my diary: Getting Re-Acquainted- The Mall At some point , a … Continue reading Syracuse Rising- A Rust Belt Love Story

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Tales of Urban Living- The Crash Pad

  A number of years ago, I lived on a generally well-kept block of homes and small apartment buildings just off Dolores Street. I lived in a tiny place, which I’ll detail later. One detail worth mentioning now was that this microscopic flat had a very large set of bay windows overlooking the street. My porch if you will, where I developed¬† a love for … Continue reading Tales of Urban Living- The Crash Pad

A Day At The Golf Course- The Pleasure And The Pain

Last year, I went to a carnival. It had been eons since I had been on a “midway”, and I stopped at one of those toss the ping-pong-ball-in-the-fish-bowl games. You got 3 balls, and my first toss nearly went in. Toss 2 missed a bit more, toss 3 was atrocious. I paid for another 3 balls. They were worse. I did it again. Worse, now … Continue reading A Day At The Golf Course- The Pleasure And The Pain