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Keep Your Eye on That Kid!

Keep Your Eye on That Kid!   When I was young, my mother always took me shopping for food. My parents didn’t drive, so we always walked. One place we always shopped was the butcher shop. It was about two … Continue reading

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Pick a Door

Pick a Door It was the grand opening of a new museum in New York City, The Metropolitan Museum of Self Awareness. It was the first of its kind. I read the brochure describing the museum, but it didn’t make … Continue reading

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Park and other things (revised)

The Park and Other Things Original writing 1/11/2016 revised 9/2/2021 The apartment house that I grew up in in the Bronx was situated next to a small local park. The park was simple, with some trees and benches in the … Continue reading

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Timing is Everything

Timing is Everything I’m considered somewhat of a mild-mannered person. I rarely if ever yell. In fact, that has caused some difficulty with people that are angry at me. They start yelling their opinions and vent all of the hostility … Continue reading

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The Game’s Afoot

The Game’s Afoot Being a security guard at the San Diego Zoo has its perks, especially when you’re on the night shift. Basically, your job is to sit in a room watching a series of monitors and make sure nothing … Continue reading

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Where’s 13?

Where’s 13? Why is it that in a number of tall buildings, when you go into an elevator, there is rarely a 13th-floor button to push? It usually skips from 12 to 14. Does that mean there is a 13th … Continue reading

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This is what it costs

This is what it costs  “This is what it costs!” was the expected answer whenever I wanted something.  “Mom, can I get this comic book?” I’d ask. “This is what it costs?” she’d ask with a questioning glance as she … Continue reading

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Tales from the Pub

Tales from the Pub To all my readers, Many are the tales from our local pubs. Each establishment has stories to tell. But a pub is a pub. Aren’t all pub stories shared the same? I’ll let you be the … Continue reading

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The Nose Knows

The Nose Knows It was said she could tell just by only the smell, who it was who had been there before She made it real clear that that person was here as soon as she passed through the door … Continue reading

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Always Afraid

Always Afraid Being a pessimist and a worrywart has its upsides and downsides. If you always think that the worst will happen, you can never be disappointed. When the worst does happen you react with, “I knew that would happen.” … Continue reading

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