It was this past Tuesday, April 25th, that Harry Belafonte passed away from us. He was ninety-six years of age. And though I never had the pleasure of meeting the man, his work will remain with me emotionally forever as an activist. Harry was a man amongst men. Shari, our love goes out to you….
“Global Gadfly, That Would Be Me” Hello everybody, Today, as you may assume by my erstwhile title of the latest attempt at logic, this is coming at you regardless of the part of the world you happen to be in at this very minute. What you haven’t been told, or explained, I’m here to learn…
“Try Bracing Yourself” Today, I happen to be wearing a back brace. Some pain to complain about, but, an awful lot to be happy and prayerful about as well. It could have knocked me on my ass except for a couple of facts always there to battle, whomever and whatever it is, whose solitary goal…
“Sh*t Happens” As they say… “In life, sh*t happens!” And when you become an aggravated recipient of the same, you might often feel like a receptacle for what a higher being ordered up for you. The older we become, the greater our chances are of having any number of games recklessly thrust upon us. For…
“Billy Rose” Helping to build the industry we’re in today! His life, his work, his love of flair for performers, and their life and times —always in a faster lane than most! “Rose was born in New York City. While in high school, Billy studied shorthand. He won a dictation contest taking over 150 words…
“In My Travels” I write many of these things because, for such a very long time now, I find myself unhappy with the many of my brethren who honestly don’t give a damn about history being a continual restoration of vigorously being repeated over and over again… “Oh, yeah…who put you in charge?” complained a…
For Adults & Children of All Ages “Pronouncement” (not necessarily to be believed) I’ll begin another of my harangue-type of Sunday communications to all of my favorite people out there in “reading land”, who mercifully have fallen onto my bandwagon of followers. Please be advised, mine is the form of wagon one becomes hooked…
Things That Make Us Smile It’s early in the morning of a typical work day This cold morning “the sun is a shining to welcome our day” As the brits would say, come to the fare Yours, or savor alone Come to the fare this morning Whatever you think it means…
“Because You Asked…” QUESTION ONE: From the mouth of a former student after completing his Working Pro class — six weeks with Cathy Kalmenson — during our Q & A. The student raised his hand and proceeded with what he thought was an important question of me: “Da harv, how did…
“Making friends? Sometimes, Not Always” The year was 1942… The place, East Flatbush, in Brooklyn, New York. We lived between Avenue A & B. Directly across from the public school, P.S. 233. Uttered from the mouth of a known adversary, my closest friend, Carl: “Give me a break, will you, please?…