If At First You Don’t Succeed

Today’s high temperature was in the high 80s/low 90s, so naturally my thoughts turn to snow. One of the homes we had in the Bronx was a two-story four-unit rental on 226th Street, situated next to the rectory of the parish where we grew up. Behind the to buildings were small yards, with a pathway … Continue reading “If At First You Don’t Succeed”

You Don’t Say

Funerals are hardly the place for laughter. Wakes, on the other hand, are. Most of the wakes I’ve attended have the initial “extending of condolences” followed by hanging out in the back with people you haven’t seen in years. And you chew the fat and bring up funny stories. Laughter follows, like a rainbow after … Continue reading “You Don’t Say”

The Last Enemy

Warning: The following post is presented without humor. Really. “The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.” – J.K.Rowling, written on James and Lily Potter’s tombstone. I was first exposed to death at an early age. My great aunt Nelly had been in our lives forever, but her new husband George had not. When … Continue reading “The Last Enemy”

It’s Raining Candy Bars

April 13, 1978. Opening Day at Yankee Stadium. Andrew and I were there. As usual we packed a bagged lunch, hopped the subway, and bought outfield upper deck seats for a game against the White Sox. As we entered the Stadium, we were each handed a small, square chocolate bar. A Reggie bar, to be … Continue reading “It’s Raining Candy Bars”