Archive for July, 2008
Cushie
My internship at the Museum of Broadcasting when I was 17, a senior at Trinity School, consisted mainly of viewing Jamie Farr’s personal collection of M*A*S*H shows on VCR tapes to make sure the entire episodes were there. Occasionally, toward the end of an show, the channel would cut to a Yankees game, and we’d […]
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wind-swept hair
Two women. One was like a pillar, her lean, erect frame topped with a bun of dyed-by-sun blond hair arranged so that the wind from riding the ferry across the bay wouldn’t blow it free. It was steadied and secure. Her lips were tightly set, and her mouth and cheeks showed no creases. Her […]
Filed under: family, Fire Island, Friends, Point O' Woods | 1 Comment
“Such a river”
It sounded almost like a wedding march and, in a sense, it was. The organ in church this past Sunday at Point O’ Woods piped the first notes of “Glorious things of thee are spoken,” and in your mind you could see a bride walking down the aisle, smiling, her life-mate before her, beaming back. […]
Filed under: faith, family, Fire Island, Friends, Jesus, Point O' Woods | 1 Comment
Miscellany for Friday. The Serenity Prayer’s disputed authorship is in the news. Many think Reinhold Niebuhr wrote it, including Niebuhr himself. But what I wonder about is a missing comma. It reads, in most “official” versions, “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change….” Yet the lack of […]
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“Flesh that I fight”
Walking, almost gliding, past The Esplanade (“Luxury Residences” for Senior Living) on West End Avenue and 74th Street, I watched those seated outside who were watching everything and nothing. A man sat on a wood slat bench, the kind you buy at Ace Hardware and put together in about an hour, with faux cast […]
Filed under: Manhattan, seniors, Upper West Side | 1 Comment
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