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It was 1971, late summer or early fall, and in my memory the day is cast in an amber kind of glow, all warm hues and soft edges. I was twenty years old, a college dropout, still snagged on some … Continue reading
There were glimmers from my childhood days as we walked the New York streets, but I often felt like a visitor from another dimension. We were staying in an apartment at the edge of the neighborhood in Brooklyn where I grew … Continue reading
And now for something whimsical and wistful. In case you can’t tell, the blob to the upper left is a dinosaur, and the dinosaur is pursuing the brave boy on the brick wall who happens to be wearing a fedora and … Continue reading
It’s often the seemingly random confluences and serendipities of life that keep me charmed and, as the blog name says, still amazed. Case in point: Janet-with-the-yellow-braid, who was in my 4th grade class. You met her here in this post … Continue reading
This morning Monte sent me a link to this article from the New York Times about Brooklyn. It’s something I have thought about often, how cities are organic, how they change over time as cultures develop and demographics shift and different … Continue reading
In the 1950s there were fireworks on summer nights at Coney Island, and my father took my siblings and me to watch them from a Brooklyn neighborhood a couple of miles away. We stood along the curb together, filled with … Continue reading
May was a haggard-looking woman and Cookie her thin pale little daughter. I haven’t uttered their names since 1958, and their whereabouts and outcomes are unknown, but they lived two doors away from us on Coney Island Avenue. Sometimes in … Continue reading