Category Archives: Raleigh

The Dance of Life, the Dance of Love—and those Ups and Downs.

My childhood playground? Funny you should ask. My father owned an eleven-story office tower in Raleigh, NC. Naturally, it had elevators, and the elevators were hands down my very favorite things in that building. In the early 1960s the old … Continue reading

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This morning, a house guest

A friend in Fairfield, Iowa, where I’ve lived several times, put me in touch with a young guy who needed a place to crash during some film work he had here in New York. I was happy to have the … Continue reading

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I am a godless drifter sailing on the winds of a desperate sea.

This morning brought me memories of my first car, a 1973 Fiat 124 Sport Spider. I had to start writing immediately, because that car…well, I’ll simply say that without that car, I’d have been utterly miserable.

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In the morning’s fresh darkness

In the morning’s fresh darkness Thoughts of you crept in.

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A New (York) Man.

You know that feeling, feeling like you have to apologize for being alive? For taking up space in their world? For consuming their oxygen? Like you’re not entitled to it even if you’ve worked hard? New York’s a great place … Continue reading

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This one’s for you, Mr. Jones

Before I got on the Lexington Avenue bus after lunch yesterday, that ancient longing took hold of me.

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Motorola

“Your room,” said my mother, at least twice, “Is the warmest room in the house.”

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