The atmosphere in America during the Cuban Missile Crisis of 1962 was extraordinary to say the least. With the immediate threat of annihilation in the forefront of everyone’s mind, the collective consciousness of the public moved through their lives with the insane thought that if things didn’t go right in Cuba we’d have to...
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Between 1960 and 1977 my mother was in the dating pool and, as the only child, I usually had no complaints. She managed to keep her son at the top level of importance and then everything fell in line after that. There was only one glaring misstep and, to this day, I can’t figure...
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I began running track in junior high school because, number one, I was an athlete with energy to blow off but, number two, it was the kind of singular endeavor that I could approach all on my own without the immediate concern of teamwork. I loved sports like basketball and hockey but my natural...
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Yes, this was my greatest scheme ever and it’s a shame that it happened so early in life because I don’t think I was sophisticated enough to realize just how brilliant it was. It was 1959 and I was an imaginative 3rd grader with time on his hands (what 3rd grader doesn’t have time...
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I was seemingly born with a naiveté reserved for someone with far less brain power than myself but that did not prevent me from being unable to understand why something would be less than advertised or someone would be deceptive if they were a friend. Now I’m a card carrying, rant-toting, discriminating thinker with...
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