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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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At the writer’s group, and where a search for a Thermos bottle took me on Saturday.

At the writers’ group. I thought I’d have to struggle for ideas. Not so. It’s relaxing to be among some people tonight. I feel little need to get to know many of them, and my first attempt fell flat.

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Last Night

Last night, 

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Discovering love in the big city, or “What’s Cooking?”

  I moved to New York to find love. There are 11 million people here. The odds must be terrific. They have to be terrific, right? Thus far, I…have seen a lot of cute dogs out for their walk.

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Where I was last night

The contrasts that make Manhattan fascinating arise suddenly, almost secretly, such that one must dig not only to discover them, but also to plumb their depths. Doing so you’ll discover a wealth of history—and some remarkable connections that can span … 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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My Own Private Met

Lately, despite all the heavy-duty stimulation of Manhattan, I’ve been stuck in a quiet corner and not inclined to write.

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