A short while back in time, da harv was getting gas at a neighborhood station—the same one I purchase my lottery (escape) tickets at… There I was, pumping gasoline into my 2002 Ford Expedition. I had completed my purchase of twenty dollars’ worth of what would most likely be the winning numbers that…
Suitable for children and kids of all ages. May be consumed each and every day, Predicated by the desires of every citizen of the world, Free of restrictions! “Never too early, never too late!” Question: How can we evict uncertainty from a living breathing brain (Especially if you’re the landlord and keeper of the…
My Mother Told Me That I Said, At Three Years Old: “He No More Good” Maybe I did, but there’s a good chance I didn’t. C’mon, give me a break, I was only three years old. My mother was very good at blaming me for everything taking place around our apartment. The fact…
Around My House and Perhaps Yours As Well Age 28 Around my house, a while back, I could do it all. As you can imagine, there was actually a time when climbing to my rooftop wasn’t a contest for me. In those days I had a very rickety ladder, I’d press the ladder…
From My Schoolyard “mit” Love! You almost had to be there to fully understand my community of East Flatbush in Brooklyn, New York, and what it was like for any of us kids in our World War II era—still not yet having reached the aristocracy of teenage—what we thought to be “manhood”. “What…
I Beg Your Pardon Good, bad, or indifferent, towards my efforts as a communicator during my past forty-seven years of endurance within what many of you wrongly refer to as “show business”. In 1951, I stumbled on a book by Al Hirschfeld entitled “Show Business is No Business”. Admittedly, I didn’t grasp what…
These Are Crazy Times… We’re Living In Today Our conversation had begun with two ordinary guys thanking each other for their service to the country. He was an ex-marine, and I was an equally proud ex-army man. We could tell by the monogrammed hats we were wearing, we had both served in Korea….
With great aplomb, And all the satire I can muster at this late date in life, Just as if he, or she, Whatever this slanted society decides upon Which comfort station Thinking they know is correct For a person of their supposed gender May or may not Contrive Offering God-given dexterity to make the proper…
Maybe more rave than there is to go around Moving more slowly Laden deep, these swelling waters Older flags having ragged edges Yet, humor still displayed Nature vehemently ever In charge We, passengers, deny goals While seeking mere survival New horizons no longer being sought Yet, somehow, With eyes sparkling Freshness from a small breeze…
ENTERING A NEW SPORT: THEATER Many of us, including yours truly, were required to try the same drill the first two students experienced that very first day. Our teacher moved around the room randomly choosing who would have their turn on stage. For no discernible reason, I was last to get up to…