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Blogging is like going to the writer’s gym. I get to tell silly stories about whatever comes into my head at 2 am, with the hope that by repeatedly stringing a bunch of sentences together in a half coherent way, it will provide me with the mental muscle memory needed to knock off another novel. So far, so good. Stay tuned and keep on coming back for a laugh or two. You might actually get to know me (now there’s a scary thought). I’m an open book.
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All Politics Is Local – Thank You The Berthoud Library Book Club – So long, Whitey.
My father was always a back room player in the Riverdale political scene. My youngest brother, John, has taken up his mantle. All of these
We Are Who We Are – Mark Makes It Through.
My wife and I tend to toss our hats onto the dining room table when we come into the house. They remain there until someone
Quiet Sunday
But before I left I had to let Claire out of the back. Honey had come in through the side corral. Claire was taking a
What Would Claire Do?
So, I cajoled my brother into going to his drawing board – 15 times to be exact – to come up with a cool version
Be Precise With Your Words – Phantom Scent
Yesterday evening I decided to run off to my Chinese Barber in Longmont and get myself a beard trim and a hot cream head shave
Maureen Carey Kelly a/k/a “Whitey” – August 1, 1964 – January 18, 2023.
I talk a lot about my hometown of Riverdale (Da Bronx) in these blogs and in my books. It’s a magical place. One of the