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Madam President
Broken Glass
By: - Jul 29th, 2016Growing up I was told that I could be anything I wanted to be. Including President of the United States of America. It didn't pan out.
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Gloom and Doom
Hard Times
By: - Jul 28th, 2016Dark shadows forecast gloom and doom. But we can't have it both ways
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Putin Make Me Puke
Art of the Steal
By: - Jul 27th, 2016That big bad bear Vladimir Putin? Not to worry. The Donald will invite him to the Trump golf course in Scotland. Over a fine single malt they will decide the fate of the world. Just another deal. So a few people get hurt.
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Checkout Counter
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Surfing Tsunami
All Shook Up
By: - Jul 27th, 2016Lately it seems that a tsunami of bad luck has been crashing over our friends.
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First Light
The Shadow Catcher
By: - Jul 26th, 2016Things that go bump in the night so different in the clear light of day.
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Fast Eddy
Catch Him If You Can
By: - Jul 23rd, 2016My friend Fast Eddy a Jewish/Indian is always on the go. His friends, who he calls "kids," hear from him by e mail about twenty times a day. There are more updates than AP or UPI. But you sense that he truly loves each and every one of us.
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Perhaps
Then Again Perhaps Not
By: - Jul 23rd, 2016He was angry and demanded answers. To which there was a diffident response that infuriated him all the more.
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The Fate of Water
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Losing My Marbles
Not Just Conceptual Art
By: - Jul 21st, 2016To celebrate my retirement I hung a retrospective of some 100 photos in a show called Last Call. On that occasion in 2005 my artist friend Thad Beal gave me a gift of a box of marbles in anticipation of the impending downward spiral. It was funny at the time but now more real with every passing day.
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Raeford Liles
My Oldest Friend
By: - Jul 20th, 2016Down and out on the Lower East side my Godfather, Raeford Liles, saved my ass. A former military man he got things done. On Sunday nights we worked a bar then celebrated with outrageours garden parties. He mixed the sangria in a waste basket and we grilled burgers with screen and a bed spring over charcoal. Still crazy after all these years my oldest friend has turned 93.
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Here and Now
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Time After Time
A Perfect Stranger
By: - Jul 16th, 2016In the waiting room passing time with a perfect stranger.
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Coda
Still Crazy After All These Years
By: - Jul 13th, 2016At 74, Paul Simon has annunced that his latest CD Stranger to Stranger will be his last. How absurd. It's prcisely when artists so often make their most poignant and compelling work. The void is the message.
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Rose Tattoo
What's in a Name
By: - Jul 12th, 2016"He was a rose" lamented Serafina lighting a candle to the memory of her husband. But another rose, Mangiacavallo,, proved to smell as sweet.
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High Noon
Officer Down Need Backup
By: - Jul 12th, 2016The Founding Fathers meant muskets. The right to bear arms and organize militias. Self defense for citizens of the wild frontier. Now morphed to open carry laws. Packing heat at the mall. Assault weapons with armor piercing ammo. Republican Congress backing NRA gun lobby racking in cash. While on mean streets of inner cities bodies pile up as mothers grieve for their children.
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When I Grow Up
Super Man or Maybe a Cop
By: - Jul 11th, 2016Grown ups always ask kids what they want to be. It seems so important to them. It would have been nice to be Super Man. You know, able to leap over tall buildings with a single bound. Maybe a cowboy, cop or ballerina.
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On Hearing Delius
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Right or Wrong
Then and Now
By: - Jul 08th, 2016The architect Frank Lloyd Wright was opinionated and outspoken. He shocked Bostonians with incisive remarks at the venerable Copley Society.
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Zig or Zag
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Mangia Bene
We Are What We Eat
By: - Jul 06th, 2016Decades ago in Boston's Sicilian North End I invited my friend Phil Bleeth to join me for lunch at an excellent neighborgood cafeteria. He was blown away when I ordered the rolled pig skins over pasta.
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High Heat
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Clambake on Lighthouse Beach
Traditional Feast
By: - Jul 04th, 2016During summers Indians came to feast on the beach. Archaeologists have found massive remains on favoried sits for clambakes.
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Hot Town
Summer in the City
By: - Jul 01st, 2016Sweating out summer in the Lower East Side with no electriicity. Tales from the urban jungle.
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Hot or Cold
Playing It Cool
By: - Jul 01st, 2016Like the three bears papa's was too hot. Mama bear's was too cold. But baby bear's was just right.
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