Retirement

The Archipelago of New York

The Archipelago of New York Neither came from New York and yet both were of New York. It is said you choose your friends but not your family. I disagree. It’s like nature versus nurture. While your family forms your nature. I believe that with the passage of time, your nurture comes from your friends and they dominate who you are. You may be from where you spent your childhood, but you are where you…

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Fiction/Humor

Devils in the Details

Devils in the Details I was recently in Tasmania for the first time in my life.  This island at the southern tip of Australia is an evolutionary anachronism, the land that time forgot.  The capital city, Hobart, does not look so different from anywhere else in 2019, but the animal population of the island is where the history gets told.  The wombats, penguins, platypuses, echidna (looking like a mini porcupine) and, of course, the eponymous…

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Fiction/Humor

Riding the Ferry

Riding the Ferry He had found his way down the length of Manhattan by coming down the East Side, usually staying near, under, over or on (only momentarily) the FDR Drive.  It was actually a far easier route than it sounds like and far, far easier than the renovated and gentrified West Side Highway with its constant stream of runners, bicyclists and dog walkers, with their coddled pups with cute little doggie sweaters and fancy…

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Business Advice

A New Day

A New Day Funding start-up entrepreneurial efforts is always a challenge.  Your best day is the day when everyone agrees to the next round of funding and puts their money in.  Today is such a day.  Your worst day is the day you are low on cash and you have to tell the board and investors that you will need to begin shut-down processes tomorrow if funding is not obtained.  Yesterday was such a day. …

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Memoir

Bermuda

Bermuda Bob did a quick count of his trips to Bermuda over the years and concluded that it was, by virtue of his visits, his favorite place on earth.  Bermuda is a twenty-one-mile-long, one mile or less wide, sub-tropical island in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.  It is a bundle of contradictions.  It is a British Territory with a clearly British flavor, but it is exactly opposite Britain in weather.  It is a blue-water…

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Retirement

Driving to the Finish Line

Driving to the Finish Line Some people hate driving. They find it boring and tedious. During college, some people were always up for a good road trip. Others thought of driving back and forth home was one step up from the lot in life they would have to suffer as a bus driver if they didn’t finish college. My brother-in-law was a naval aviator. Every one of us takes pride in his service and admires…

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Memoir

Antica Ancora

Antica Ancora Wherever we live, we like to find a neighborhood restaurant we can call our own. Obviously the food has to be good, but mostly the atmosphere must be pleasant and the service accommodative. Everyone wants a a place “where everybody knows your name” just like on Cheers. Usually we are prone to Italian restaurants both because the food is not hard to like and because my three years living in a Rome and…

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Politics

Clarifying Who I Am

Clarifying Who I Am The Deep State is hard at work trying to mess with me.  My name is George and I am of Greek descent.  I have been vilified by the Fake News media, turning me into a dupe who launched a thousand secret dossiers.  I was caught in a web of political infighting and am an innocent bystander, a part of the collateral damage that came about by virtue of the liberal complex…

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Politics

Name Calling

Name Calling Alex was tired of trying to be politically correct. He kept being told by his staff that he needed to do this and do that and worse yet, not do this and not do that. They said that he needed to act more presidential. They said that it would be unprecedented for him to do other than what they said. They said it was important to uphold the norms of the office and…

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Love

Porca Miseria

Porca Miseria Corado is our doorman.  I am always friendly to doormen, but generally not too friendly or chatty, because it tends to slow me down as I try to breeze past on the way to my day or on the way in to my sofa.  But things have taken a different turn with Corado.  He is about my age and of Italian descent (first generation immigrant).  He has a thick Italian accent. Six months…

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