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Feed the passion and the joy

I fell in love with baseball in 1979. I followed it, without even knowing all the rules or when the regular season ended. I remember collecting baseball cards and wondering why the luncheonette around the corner no longer carried them. I remember when the Bur...

I’m not volunteering

The local library had its volunteer fair. There are about five or six civic groups in my village and it’s all the same people, the very same people who have ruined the schools, done nothing for the community except political photo ops, and raised little mon...

Day school times are the ties that bind

Every December, the family goes to Florida for Christmas week. As a kid, I never traveled that week...

It wasn’t brainwashing, it was the gaslighting of the insecure

Brainwashing is the idea that the human mind can be changed or controlled against a person’s ...

Sam Rosen

I don’t recall watching much Rangers hockey on television until Brooklyn got cable in 1989, so I ...

No One Cares What I Got in Latin 3

I was in school from 1976 to 1998 without a break. I always thought that if I stopped, I might neve...

This Too Shall Pass

Now the Presidential election is over, can all those still on the cliff, move back inside? I’m...

TG You’re not Fridays

When I was in college and law school, I loved TGI Fridays. Whenever I was in New York, D.C., Boston...

#LGM

I have been a baseball fan since I was 7 in 1979 when the next-door neighbor was heavily involved i...

Those season tickets is something I’d never buy

Thanks to an annual outing at CitiField, the Mets afforded me playoff tickets. In 2022, I was limit...