I was startled, astonished and dismayed when a colleague told me she got all her news from Facebook. I thought about how no one reads news articles anymore. If something is more than 750 words it better have a lot of photos to soften the reading burden. I […]
I am a walker. I am a New Yorker. I can easily walk 4 miles in a day and not blink or cramp up. I love the euphoria I get from walking. I also love that I know I can out-walk most other people, including potential thieves. Yes, […]
Have you heard a good toast lately that wasn’t in the movies? I grew up on television. Big time. And before you admonish me on the perils of television viewing, I will let you know that I came out perfectly normal, thank you. And even if I hadn’t […]
I have taken numerous art history classes throughout my life span as a way to enrich myself. It has always been for my own edification. and have loved learning of the passion, the politics and the madness within and as a result of art. In that vein, I […]
Talk to me, dance with me Under the gaze of the facade Making my way downtown Just to see the rhythm of life The sky passes its time Catching the murals of yore Collective memories while walking by fast Here today, a new vision tomorrow Flashbacks on lovely […]
I am used to being the only girl around. I worked for ten years at a non-profit that was about 90% men. At my first real job a few decades ago, all my “real” friends were men. When I went to graduate school and my whole cohort […]
I have now been in Los Angeles exactly six months and I think I am getting the hang of it. I know to add an extra 20 minutes to any commute, to expect meetings to start about 10 minutes late (if lucky) and that regardless of neighborhood type […]
Growing up in the South Bronx conveys and evokes some universal meanings and images to many. There is the image of the “Bronx is burning”. There are the little casitas of the neighborhoods-the huts that looked like the rural parts of Puerto Rico. There were also […]
I am not a huge Ramones fan by any stretch of the imagination. I do not believe I even have one song of theirs on my iPod. They were a punk band before my my time really. And as a South Bronx girl I was not that […]
She arrived home tired, hungry and angry with the world. But there was her little boy noting that he had prepared a special gift for her. How could a mother not be ecstatic at such a welcome at the end of the day. He grabbed her hand and […]
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