Tuesday, October 29, 2019



Why does this issue have to be so complicated?
Can't we all mix and mingle and live together?

America was built by immigrants and 
became a trendsetter, 
leading to a melting pot nation.

It may be idealistic , but I don't see any reason why anyone can't live anywhere they want to live!

Too many walls and not enough bridges . . . . 

Learning to live together . . . . . 

Saturday, October 26, 2019


As a reporter, I often get asked the usual question:
"Who was the best and who was the worst?"

My usual reply was:
At the moment I am face to face with 
the notable, I fall in love

Well, as the years roll on, I can now be more truthful.

My favorite person of all time was:
Chris Van Etten

A close runner up:
Valerie Harper

The worst was:
And there's no other way to say it:  She's was a cunt!
(Hint: she has three names and is nearing 70)

A close runner up:
A husband and wife, in their late thirties, 
who are known to TV audiences


No matter how you look at it, Death is a loss.
Loss numbs the heart.
As one ages, Death becomes all too much a friend.
Not one day goes by that I do not think of Death.

Death comes in many forms. 
Death of:   friends, family, pets, car, house, job, marriage, skin, plants, toenails, time, hair, relationships, an old apartment, a TV series that ended, life, an old neighborhood, of a product you used for years that they no longer make, and the list goes on

Nothing stays the same. Change is inevitable.
The only constant thing in life is change.

Death is all around. Death is life. Life is Death.

Talking about Death lessens the pain for me. 
One day I will die.  Thank heaven. 

I'm thankful for death, as life becomes weary. It all gets to be too much.  Too much.  I envy those that have the courage to commit suicide when they feel they're TRULY ready.

Death. Will be here. For all of us.