On Thursday evening, after a long day of blogging conference meet ups, I took the subway down to 14th Street.. My bags were very heavy and, as cab after available cab sped by,.. Then a pained sadness settled in my spirit.
Life Memories | Past Reflections
Let’s have a dinner party and invite all of our friends… This got me thinking about the first dinner party we ever hosted, and the near tragedy that ensued because of the dreadful mistake I made.
In 1962 when I was ten, a shopping center had opened a few blocks away and a local newspaper had announced that today the Wienermobile would arrive for the grand opening.
A heartfelt thanks to everyone. I have often written about how quickly time passes. Seconds disappear before our very eyes, with little or no conscious acknowledgement of them.
When mature enough to start reflecting on the voyage of my life, I was surprised to find out how little documentation there was that I’d ever existed.
I’d always enjoyed creating pen & ink drawings and seemed to have a knack for arranging lines in pleasing patterns to suggest a rich tonality.
Coromandel Peninsula, parts of this place are like heaven on earth and I feel very blessed to have had the privilege of growing up and holidaying here as a youngster.
I purposely never became a certified gemologist from fear it would compromise my ability to sell them, I nevertheless studied these stones and feel competent to discuss them.
That Christmas I’d given Mrs. C. a red leather jacket that looked stunning on her. Since we were soon to leave for Italy, a land famous for fashionable leather, I decided to buy my wife a high quality matching purse.