The Music Box
In the nineteen sixties my mother won the lottery (literally) and with her new found wealth, she bought a piano. She had the dream that one day one of her three children (my brother, my sister, and myself) would learn to play the instrument.
Oh, What a Feeling, Dancing on the Ceiling
I can’t sleep at night.
Well, I can sleep, but its not good. My sleep comes in fits and turns and fist fights with my sheets and blankets. Each morning I wake up to a crime scene, pillows everywhere, like the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man exploded in my bedroom.
Angel In a Red Dress
Back in the late seventies, just out of high school, anything was an excuse for a house party. Of course, none of us had houses, but our parents did. The best house for a party at this time was at my friend Woody’s parent’s house.
A Different Kind of Christmas Story
If you and your family celebrate Christmas, that celebration will look very different during the course of a lifetime. Even the family you celebrate the holiday with will most likely change.
Conflict and Scotch Presents: Christmas Stories
A Collection of Conflict and Scotch Christmas Stories
An Italian Gas Chamber
Those of us who grew up in a household with only one income can relate to the story that follows.
Not Just a Girl and Her Dog
Funny, but the post you are about to read is nothing like the first draft I wrote on this incident. In fact, it is the polar opposite of what I intended. Guess it really depends on which side of the glass you look through.
Let me explain
Pack Up Your Troubles
I am by no means a hoarder, but if I were to die tomorrow, there is a lot of stuff that my kids will have to deal with (i.e. throw away).
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Not My First Concert
It was not mine, but it may have been my son Danny’s first concert.
Although, after what we saw that night, I’m surprised he ever went back to see another.
Wait! What? Who Are You?
You never know who you are going to run into on any given day (or night), or how that run in will turn out.
Ghosts of Jersey Storms Past: On the Anniversary of Hurricane Sandy
It is Monday night, and I am sitting here in New Jersey waiting for Hurricane Sandy to reach landfall.
The Sawzall Serial Killer
Motivation does not strike often, so when it does I need to embrace it by any means necessary.
Birthday Surprises Over the Years
But the real surprise is who continues to give them
The Most Eventful Weekend of My Life
The moments flew by me fast
The Grand Diner
The year between my sophomore and junior year of high school, I got a job at The Grand Diner that was, without a doubt, the best job I ever had. Learned life skills there that I use to this very day.
Like a Deer In Your Headlight
I have an old car.
How old?
Not Friday night cool classic car show in town old, more like ‘why doesn’t that car have any hubcaps?’ old.
The Big Chill Is Gone
Everyone has a favorite movie, and throughout our life, the movie itself never changes.
Or does it?
Ten-Nine-Eight-Seven
I was exhausted. I went into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. I stared ahead and it looked like the walls were breathing. I fell back, but was too tired to sleep. This was a horrible day.
The funny thing is, looking back at that weekend now, this would be the good day.