I’ve never liked to grocery shop. Though, I became a good cook and baker. Go figure. But to go grocery shopping variously? Count me in. Throw in some competition?  There’s no way I passing this opportunity up!  Maybe you remember, or can guess, what I’m talking about.  YES, it’s the show “The Super Market Sweep’. … Read More

It wasn’t Selma.  But it was Detroit.  It was very public.  But, for me, it was deeply personal. There were two days of inner city rioting just after Martin Luther King’s assassination. And as, if not more importantly, the previous summer (1967) the Detroit police provoked inner city black residents to engage five days and… Read More

Sex, Drugs & Rock & Roll! It’s all happening again. Right now! It’s the ultimate do-over.  Okay, the sex is likely not the same.  The drugs aren’t, likely, the same.  The Rock & Roll, likely, but may be is, or not, the same.  That is, if you still listen to your favorite golden oldies, dare… Read More

My earliest experiences with waiting rooms were rather non-existent.  That is to say, at 3, my parents rushed me to the ER when my pinky finger was tightly lodged in the fold of a folding chair.  I remember the extraordinary pain and leaving with a splint on the finger.  If I waited, I know it… Read More

  No, I wasn’t pretending to be Batman, or Robin for that matter.  I left them where they belonged on the screen. It was a typical Saturday morning and my beloved grandpa, who I called Papa S., apparently a name I created, just drove up.  And yes, S stood for his last name Shulak, which… Read More

Thank you Danny Dunn! Thank you Danny Dunn.  Thank you Scholastic Books.  Thank you Dad. I’ve always loved to read.   Throughout elementary school, and especially in third grade, the best days were when the teacher handed out the scholastic books newsletter with an order form.  That year, I got two books. Both were, and likely… Read More

Fears, Phobias & FOMO Fears? Hmmm. Phobias? Double Hmmm. I’ve scanned through the decades of my life and come up short.  Discrete memories of discomfort are vivid, but they remain in their specific time and space, like my discomfort riding at over night camp.  To be sure I have dislikes, like severe turbulence, but fortunately… Read More

One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small. And the one that mother gives you, doesn’t do anything at all…. Go ask Alice, when she’s 10 feet tall. (Jefferson Airplane)   Music to every boomers’ ears. But, which side of the great divide did you settle into? Alas, are your memories enshrined… Read More