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They Massage Horses Don’t They?

They Massage Horses Don’t They?

It’s been over 25 years since that glorious warm , blue sky summer day at Belmont Park Racetrack. I not only remember it so well , but I can almost inhale that special racetrack smell, the combination of disinfectant merged with horse manure. The moment you...
Four Dead in Ohio- Feeding the Beast

Four Dead in Ohio- Feeding the Beast

Singer/Songwriter Neil Young wrote the song ‘ Four Dead in Ohio’ for Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young: Four Dead In Ohio Lyrics Tin soldiers and Nixon’s comin’. We’re finally on our own. This summer I hear the drummin’. Four dead in...
Memories of Old Brooklyn: The Man In the Yard

Memories of Old Brooklyn: The Man In the Yard

He was standing there, in the middle of the school yard,…alone. At first I envisioned him as a pitcher, standing on the mound with a field full of players, some behind him, and  some facing him, in the middle of a game. No, he was standing all alone, dressed in...
Jackie and Me: A Brooklyn Thing

Jackie and Me: A Brooklyn Thing

We have memories, like flashes of lightning from afar- now we see them, now we don’t. Yet, one can almost call upon them at will, these bits and pieces of our lives, once so vivid, once so real, filed forever as  nostalgia. So it is for me, fifty years after the fact....
Time For UBI is NOW!!!

Time For UBI is NOW!!!

A man struggled in the desert heat with his mouth as parched as sandpaper. He was fading fast from lack of the basic essentials to exist, number one  being water. Someone hands him a giant bottle of water and he is so appreciative. He drinks the water, but hours later...