Monthly Archives: January 2013

Do you believe in fixing people up?  I don’t.  I learned my lesson in high school when I fixed my funniest male friend up with my cutest girl cousin.  I thought they’d hit it off swell.  We doubled and the … Continue reading →

Author’s Note:  I would be sadly remiss if I neglected to mention a terrible event that happened last week.  Barry Lind was killed in a traffic accident in Rancho Mirage, California.  Barry was my neighbor in Winnetka for eighteen years … Continue reading →

In the spring of 1975 I had been living in Florence, Italy for months- still camped out on a couch in my girlfriend Barbara’s living room.  In a medieval tower.  And medieval towers may be picturesque but they are not … Continue reading →

Bummer Alert:  I know this post’s a downer.  I’m sorry.  I’m just feeling blue today.  It’s January twentieth.  My old wedding anniversary.  I wrestle with this date every year- even when I was happily remarried to other people.  I don’t … Continue reading →

Bentornata!  Welcome back.  It’s 1975 and we’re all still in Florence, Italy.  And I was still sleeping on a couch in my girlfriend Barbara’s living room in a tiny medieval tower.  Each day we’d start out with a latte for … Continue reading →

Get out your passports and fasten your seat belts, my friends.  Today we are in viaggio to  Italy.  And patienza– patience- will be required as this journey is going to last four posts.  (Did you think you could cross the … Continue reading →

The movie Jerry Maguire has been on television lately.  As I watched it the other night, I was struck by the fact that I had never seen the ending.  When I saw it at Movieland in Colorado, my date and … Continue reading →

Just the other evening I met my son for dinner in downtown Chicago. The dank, gray, gloomy, winter weather was making itself felt in many unpleasant ways as we walked towards the restaurant.  Out of nowhere, a cri de coeur … Continue reading →