Nick called me up on a Friday night and said he needed a ride to Newburgh Toyota Saturday morning. A little confused, I asked, “What car do you have at Newburgh Toyota?” He said, “I got no car … [Read more...] about The Ace
Sounding off
Terrorists
None ever talked about the Free Breakfast for Children program, the free health care clinics. No one ever talked about the actual genesis of the movement, what was actually happening in Oakland at the … [Read more...] about Terrorists
Red Ford…
I started the Mustang tonight. It’s been three weeks. I sat there and listened to the low rumble of the small block, I pushed in the clutch and touched each gear. Sitting there in the cold and dark … [Read more...] about Red Ford…
Storm King Art Center
I get to spend a lot of time at Storm King Art Center. I don’t claim for a moment to understand the art. I connect to something I can’t discern; a confounding beauty. The season doesn’t matter, the … [Read more...] about Storm King Art Center
Veterans Day
One of the toughest and bravest guys I ever met spent the Battle of the Bulge, WWII, shitting his pants, literally. He was a 19 year old gunnery sergeant from Chester, NY. The most anti-war person … [Read more...] about Veterans Day
Twenty Five Years
I’ve looked forward to this day for 25 years. Never sure I’d see it. To be honest, on October 28, 1993 I wasn’t sure I’d see October 29th, let alone 25 years. I’d had a disturbing phone call the … [Read more...] about Twenty Five Years
The Caravan
I know this kid named Oz. He’s from Honduras. One of the finest young men I’ve ever known. A good, solid, honest and decent and trustworthy man. At one point in his life he was “illegal,” he’s now … [Read more...] about The Caravan
Songs From a Nursing Home
A cappella hymns, sung with conviction. Ancient lips, stumbling on every other word. Trusted words betrayed by confounded eyes. An ocean of hands waving high, each to its own lost beat, grasping at … [Read more...] about Songs From a Nursing Home
