Category Archives: Lessons

   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 →

     When I was 8 my parents gave me a big bicycle, except my birthday is in January and there was always snow on the ground then in New York, so I didn’t acquire my new bike till April. It … Continue reading →

     When I was almost 8, Dad brought the Austin Healey home. Of course he purchased it, but it was as if he acquired a pet for the family, introducing us to it and giving it time to acclimate (he … Continue reading →

     When I was not yet 4 years old, my parents bought their first house and we came from Levittown, NY to Glen Cove. We moved into a brand-new, single level, three-bedroom two-bath home, near the bent end of a … Continue reading →

     When I was 7½, I had my best family vacation. There were later good and memorable trips, like to Lake Arrowhead where I remember rising early with Steve and fishing with American cheese for bait, or the time we … Continue reading →