Tag Archives: transportation

How do they keep it running?

Here in NY, unlike where I live in Iowa, there are plenty of places to go to in the mornings—and maybe even more at night. I still go to bed early, like an Iowa farm boy.

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Shoot! I can’t write.

Some famous but blocked writer must have said, “When you can’t write, shoot.” I just say, “Shoot! I can’t write.”

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Stolen? Lost?

On Sunday, August 1, I moved from Brooklyn to Manhattan. I packed the VW and we drove to the Upper West Side, 171 W 81st to be precise.

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Everyone has his dance.

Everyone has his dance, according to his place and time.

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A Subway Tale

Last night as the Q train screeched and clanked awkwardly back to Brooklyn,

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Mercury Blues

A couple of friends of mine just split up.  I’ve been his rock and driver for a month, since his wife got the car.  My car is now at eight years and 130K miles, and new wheels cost a bundle.  … Continue reading

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A vignette of my time with my grandparents

“Nana & Papa”  by Russ Wollman Relieved from the daily grind and the rigors of raising children, my grandparents, Sidney and Augusta Wollman, were the sweetness of my early years.  I was the silver star in Papa’s eyes, the natural … Continue reading

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