Twenty years of a relationship free from anything disparaging. An audition requiring the presence of the one and only “Double L” always brought with it a smile in anticipation of his sharing a story or two. Lance Legault was a bright, boisterous, and gregarious human being. Lance will be missed, but never forgotten. Our relationship…
da Harv has come to vent His rage by sharing despair. Often to laugh hysterically, Being a free man, without care. Your turn has come Try it on for size With no consequences No punishment for lamenting. Comes now this chance For the fearful amongst you To express dissents. The best way possible, venting! Ah…
–> Yes sir folks, our very own voice over plumber. I’m sure you’ve all heard about singing waiters, part time bartenders, and even off-duty cops who pick up a doubloon or two out there as a location guard. But today, comes a very special arbiter – a prince amongst the common and ordinary of our…
The Courage It Takes to Make People Laugh! DISCLAIMER: My words are an inexact science (like I really needed to tell you that) and much of what I have to say is being brought forth free of any remotely humble display; an exposition, or if you will, an exposé of this guy’s years of gathering,…
A while back, you could have bet the ranch that Harvey Kalmenson couldn’t be found holding court and singing the praises of the folks who are part of the Harley Davidson Family. Make no mistake folks, I found out that they do much more for society than any of us give them credit for doing. …
In general, most feet aren’t particularly attractive. Don’t you think so, especially as one grows older? Some of the oldest and wisest of us human beings happen to have the ugliest feet on the planet. As a matter of fact, the more special the owner of the feet, the more likely it is that those…
I’ve written myself into a corner and the smell of my burning brain is putrid. (Clock rollback time) Without the marvel of a lit cigarette in an ashtray simultaneously racing the smoke from the one dangling from my mouth to the ceiling, both pacifiers serving me well as indulgent crutches for more than fifteen years….
In my Thursday, August 2, 2012 post titled “The Faceless Paintings,” I called attention to what I thought was fact regarding our artist Tibor Jankay having never sold a painting in his lifetime. For those of you who read the story, you may recall he regarded his paintings as family. You may also recall how…
This “white paper” was stimulated by an actor’s comments having to do with the Harvey and Catherine Kalmenson work ethic. The actor in question has known the two of us for many, many years. With an all-knowing sinister look decorating his very well known countenance, he extended his hand to mine, gripped it firmly, and…
Yesterday was over fifty years ago. Two paintings that hang in the entry of our home act as my constant memory of a past lived by two people whose love was the force that allowed them to survive the depths of human indignity. Whole families disappeared from neighborhoods. Driven by desperation, their will to survive…