Commentary
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DARK MATTERS
It’s spring and right now two vastly different scenarios are happening on either side of my house. Above the front stoop, high in the corner, a mother bird is yelling at her last offspring to get the heck out of the nest. The bird won’t budge. There’s a cacophony of peeping and prancing, so loud… Read more
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LET IT HAPPEN
Have just finished re-reading, “The Inner Game of Tennis,” by Timothy Gallwey. It was one thing to read it BEFORE I learned to play and quite another to revisit the text now that I have been on the court about 15 years. My favorite chapter is entitled, “Let It Happen.” The idea is to not… Read more
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THE VISIBLE WOMAN!
Back in the 70’s I purchased the “Visible Woman” for the girls in my high school English class. It was a see-thru plastic model of the human body. I figured that they should know what went where in their bodies. Little did I realize that 40 years later I would be proclaimed an INVISIBLE… Read more
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QUICK, WITH A SNAP, AND GONE
Today was horrible. An ice storm has laid waste the city and its’ streets. The bushes in my garden are a slumpy, frozen mess. It is so cold that the dog begins to limp in the frozen grass and must be carried to pee. I cannot get to the market or even to… Read more
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LIGHT MY FIRE
“Hey, you’re probably gonna get a ticket,” I said to the older gentleman sitting in the fire zone outside of Starbucks. “It’s okay,” he replied with a cursory glance at the sign. “My middle name is, ‘Fire’.” “Yeah, right,” I said, rolling my eyes. “My middle name is, “Ignatius,” he calmly explained, “which in Latin… Read more
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INCH BY INCH
For some stupid reason, when I turned 50, I decided that I should get an official physical. Not only had I lived half a century, I felt super-duper! The doctor poked everywhere, made me pee in a cup and sucked the marrow of my veins with waspy-looking hypodermics. The nurse measured and weighed me.… Read more
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GET ON MY LAWN!!!
Okay, so I called the cops—but hey it was late and dark and I was alone in the house when I spotted an old, beat up van with tinted windows parked well into the grass at the edge of my lawn. At first I thought it might be the girl who had contacted me… Read more
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TO 75 AND BEYOND!!!
If you have not yet read, “Why I hope to die at 75,” by Dr. Ezekiel Emanuel in this month’s Atlantic, don’t bother. He may be a distinguished scientist, head the Department of Medical Ethics at U Penn and be a primary architect of Obamacare, but frankly he’s not too swift. At first I thought… Read more
AGEFULLY AGING 