

FISHS EDDY: UP & OUT
On Saturday, before buying presents at Fishs Eddy, I went out for breakfast with the owner, Julie, my onetime student/now friend. She...


Retiring
Last Friday, I attended the retirement party for David Lehman, poet/book author/professor/cultural critic/mensch. I knew David’s writing...


28 Updates on Bathing Suits, Culture, and Feet
1. My podiatrist’s receptionist has a foot problem. 2. Planters Fasciitis. 3. I had Planters Fasciitis. No more. It’s not the...


OH, WHAT A NIGHT!
Langston Hughes’ house in Harlem rocked Thursday evening. It was the second event I attended there. Renee Watson, the founder of I, Too...


Us Too
I like to think we’re getting there. Making progress, anyhow. In the NY Times Book Review Sunday, March 25, except for an essay...


My Almost Bathing Suit, My Always Strand
I went to Paragon Sporting Goods to buy a Speedo bathing suit. My old Speedo looks old. My other swimsuits don’t thrill me and don’t...


Eve’s Faces, Our Faces, the Contest Winner
On Monday before watching THE THREE FACES OF EVE with Joanne Woodward weaving her magic as Eve White, Eve Black and Jane,* I got an email...


VALENTINES AND A CONTEST FOR YOU
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them...


Teaching
Spring semester started. We’re cookin’. Moving along in great, surprising ways. A question a relative, one of my favorite people on the...
My $79 Soup
Woke up Tuesday with a leaky beaky. Watery eyes. An itchy throat. No gym today. Yay! I went to Citarella for soup greens and a chicken....