Donna Reed Redux…
I left my Volvo Cross Country station wagon and Donna Reed license plate in California. I could have used it yesterday when I revisited the role of Long Island’s version […]
I left my Volvo Cross Country station wagon and Donna Reed license plate in California. I could have used it yesterday when I revisited the role of Long Island’s version […]
There is a particular kind of joy that comes from walking into your favorite restaurant.
Beyond world peace, a nurturing regard for the environment, a happy, healthy family and a successful NY Giants team, nothing makes me happier than experiencing an interesting and stimulating day.
There is a moment in every evening out when my brain quietly announces…congratulations. You have socialized. Time to go home.
There comes a moment in every civilized adult’s day when the soul whispers, enough.