Anyone who knows me knows that I'm not a very good speller. I attribute this to my left-handed non-linear mind.  At any rate I can't spell.  And no one knows this better than my husband, Larry.  At times he will laugh outloud at the spelling errors I … [Read more...]

 A few weeks ago I had a strange experience.  I was upset about something - I can't recall what - and Larry and I had gone for a long walk with our dog, Thurber.  We were in Prospect Park when Thurber, a hound, heard or smelled something and he took off into the … [Read more...]

"The end is nothing.  The road is all." … [Read more...]

I am sure there's a children's book, waiting to be written about this man.  He is the one in the salmon pants underneath all his balloons.  I never saw his face.  Not sure it was possible.  But I loved watching him wandering up the street and love the girl, … [Read more...]