Monthly Archives: August 2017


The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than … Continue reading

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Craving. Hunger. Can’t sleep. Whatever you want to call it. Last night somewhere around 10:30 me, my wife and daughter decided to go grocery shopping; for sweets. The three of us hopped in our car and drove the half-mile. Mary … Continue reading

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I’ve been waiting in the hall Been waiting on your call When the phone rings It’s just some friends of mine that say Hey, what’s the matter man? We’re gonna come around at twelve With some puerto rican girls that … Continue reading

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Back in September of 2013, Kevin McPartland sent me his new novel. I got through the first few chapters, then I put it down. Not that it was bad or anything, it’s just at times I’m a bit crazy when … Continue reading

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By Kurt Warner (Football Hall of Fame Speech) Moments matter. They leave their impression upon us. They shape how we live our lives, and they impact who we become. They also offer us something of possibly more value: The opportunity … Continue reading

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The “R” train to Bay Ridge.  Spent many days and nights going back and forth.

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How many years has this guy been with the butcher on 9th avenue?

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