Love Memoir

Fading Glory

Fading Glory In June of 1996 I was driving to the Tompkins County Airport on Warren Road, in Ithaca, when I spotted a For Sale sign on a house that was opposite the 17th green of the Cornell Golf Course. I noted the broker telephone number as I passed, and on a whim I called to see what the old derelict farmhouse was on the market for. This was before the era of Zillow and…

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Love Memoir Retirement

Country Life

Country Life John Denver said, “Well life on the farm is kinda laid back, Ain’t much an old country boy like me can’t hack. It’s early to rise, early in the sack. Thank God I’m a country boy.” No one would ever mistake me for a country boy. But I’m no metrosexual smooth dude either. I never grew up in the suburbs. I’m worldly and global, but not very Latino or Italian (those being the…

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Writing to Write

Writing to Write           The Nobel laureate, Pulitzer Prize winner and long-time Dean of Humanities at Princeton, Toni Morrison died at the ripe old age of 88.  She will be eulogized and obituaried by many more eloquent and articulate than me, but it still strikes an important chord in me as a writer and a human being.  Toni Morrison was the daughter of two southern-born African-Americans who “escaped” the oppression of the Deep South (Alabama…

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Picking Your Friends

Picking Your Friends           We all find and make friends in different ways and at different stages in life.  When we are babies, our mothers make choices for us.  These days it is most common for young mothers to join activities with their child that quickly lead to the forming of playgroups.  We all want our children to be socialized and not bound solely to the nuclear family and the cat.  So, these groups are,…

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Reverse Polish Logic

Reverse Polish Logic I’ve discussed my love affair with the Hewlett-Packard 12C financial calculator. It is from that device that many of us learned about Reverse Polish Notation (RPN). It’s the logic protocol used by the 12C for operating the calculator. With it, the operator (the numbers) come before the operands (the function like addition or multiplication) when inputting the equation one is looking to solve. RPN was invented in the 1920’s by Jan Lucasiewicz,…

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Fiction/Humor Love

Grindr Goes Global

Grindr Goes Global           Admit it, you’ve heard of Grindr, the world’s largest social networking app for gay, bi, trans, and queer people.  My wife Kim and I have many gay, one trans and probably a lot of queer friends (even though I do not think I could adequately define that term with any precision).  You notice I do not suggest we have bi friends, though we may, because how would we know unless we…

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Life on the Bubble

Life on the Bubble              What is a bubble? On the one hand a bubble is a globe-shaped amorphous item with a gas inside of a liquid formation.  If you had to live on a bubble, it would be a very tenuous existence for sure.  A bubble can also be a situation where market prices are unsustainable and artificially high. That’s an economic term usually applied to situations that cause many people to make a…

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A Persian Goodbye

A Persian Goodbye I always wanted a to be an architect. That came to a screeching halt the first week of freshman orientation when this student magazine was slid under all our dorm room doors on which it showed the earning power of all the major professions. Veterinarians were at the top and architects were at the bottom. I had not applied to the school of architecture, but as an engineering student, I still had…

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Getting Robbed

Getting Robbed           I had a message on my phone last night from a woman I recognized as an old college friend Rob’s ex-wife.  I hadn’t spoken to her for years.  I called her knowing something meaningful was up.  I had spoken to Rob a few months ago and he did not sound at all well.  I told a mutual friend that he sounded like he was 90 years old and feeble at that.  At…

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One Small Step for Man

One Small Step for Man The other day at lunch several similarly aged Baby Boomers and I sat at lunch playing “where were you when.” The first trick is to figure out the events of our lives that rose to the occasion. JFK getting shot in 1963 is the baseline and everyone could remember. We all missed on Martin Luther King and The RFK assassinations in 1968. The next one was the moon landing in…

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