Category Archives: Lessons

     When I was 47 I joined my parents and brothers for an emotional pilgrimage. Our folks were celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary, and they took us to their favorite city. So there we landed, seven of us in Paris. … Continue reading →

   When I was around 10, my father began telling me that you’re either a leader or a follower, with unsubtle suggestion about which one to be. I’m sure he would have told me earlier but I don’t think the subject … Continue reading →

   When I was 15 I went faster on land than ever before or since, and I did it more than once. I look back on those days and I marvel at how many of us survived to adulthood. The time … Continue reading →

     When I was 15 I was exposed to Synanon. I wouldn’t have gone without my quasi-beau Raymond. I didn’t drive and I’d never heard of the organization. But Ray was a grade ahead of me, nearly two years older … Continue reading →

     When I was 13, I began visiting the library on my own and I discovered classical mythology. It was the summer after 7th grade, and the way I remember it I’d been allowed to ride alone for awhile. I’d … Continue reading →

     When I was 8 I acquired my other sibling. My brother Andy was born. I’ll never forget how Dad announced that pregnancy. He got Steve and me seated in the living room in Glen Cove. This would have been … Continue reading →