My mom has always loved a 1950’s drink called a Sidecar.  A simple cocktail…cognac, orange liqueur and lemon…with sugar around the rim of the glass.  In all my 71 years of knowing my mom…I have never seen her drunk…but I have seen her with a big smile on her face after a couple of Sidecars.…

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In the late 1990’s, Linda and I lived in NYC at 45 Wall Street.  Strange place to live, but we loved it.  In fact, I loved just about everything about living in NYC. NYC had the best of everything, including radio.  One day, I rented a car and was on my way to apologize to…

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Even as a kid, I loved people who could write succinctly and with humor.  Loved an old columnist named Walter Winchell.  He wrote little, right to the point, sentences about the latest gossip or happenings of the day.  Put enough of them together each day to produce the number one newspaper column of his time.…

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Now I have to go in hiding from the Grammar Police.  Horrible title, but I will try to make it work. I am a reality kind of guy.  I try to deal with things as they are, not as I wish them to be.  If I do not like the way it is, I may…

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Oh the humanity!  Getting out of shape was easy…it just happens.  Getting back into shape…not so easy.  So here is my story… I am active.  I don’t drink, smoke or do drugs.  I am five foot eleven and weigh between 180-185…not anywhere near perfect, but not too bad.  I was an athlete and ran marathons…

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