Street hockey was the bestOn the street I grew up on there were many kids who were mostly a few years up on me but some were around my age. I remember we all rode our bikes around or just hung out but the one thing I remember most is playing street hockey. I loved playing and... See More »
Holiday memories as we draw nearer to Christmas.In every family there are favorites and rejects and even though the adults claim that all children are equal it's plain as day that is not the case. In my family my big brother was favored over me and to this day that still holds true. It wasn't only... See More »
I was an accidental mass murderer in rollercoaster tycoonI remember when the original rollercoaster tycoon came out and my brother and I were on the family computer creating a park together. We built the rocket launcher coaster and I set the speed to max thinking it would be more thrilling that way because... See More »
People rather change the truth than change their views about people... Its strange.People often twist the truth to fit the image they’ve built of someone......because it’s easier to bend facts than to rebuild beliefs. Why admit a hero has flaws or a villain has depth? Our minds crave consistency, even if it means rewriting... See More »
What TV stations did you have growing up?We had seven channels living in New York City in the 1950s and 60s. CBS-2, NBC-4, WNEW-5, ABC-7, WOR-9, WPIX-11, and WNET-13.
The Myna bird's prophecyI still remember that childhood belief we shared about myna birds. Two meant joy; one predicted sorrow. When we were young, living in neighboring houses, Maya would always spot them first. "Look! A lone myna," she'd call from her balcony, voice... See More »
The Mystery ArtistWhen I was seven, in second grade, I became an unwitting messenger of love. My friend had scribbled a two-line confession on a torn scrap of paper, entrusting me to deliver it to a girl in the next row. As our teacher approached, I hurriedly tried to... See More »
