Tag Archives: love

That Old Sweater, with thanks to Rudyard Kipling

I have no favorite spots, No favorite restaurants. Like the cat who walks by himself, All places are alike to me.

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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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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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Last Night

Last night, 

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Vacant apartment

The people in the place across the airspace have gone. I never knew them. I never will.

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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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Tonight, a simple supper, then a walk.

For someone who has waited all his life for steady companionship, the city—despite its millions who seemingly cannot make eye contact with a stranger—provides an astonishing comfort.

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