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If you’re from the area, you may remember my store Vintage Bling. It started out as a vintage plumbing store without a name. I had footed tubs, pedestal sinks, radiators and all kinds of pipes … more
There once was a delivery boy named Neil who worked at a small health food store on the Upper West Side of Manhattan where I used to live. The best thing about this store, the name of which … more
Jett’s a navy man. I can tell by the T-shirts he wears; each says something about the navy, mostly in logo form, and indeed when asked he confirms he’s a veteran. But I don’t ask … more
I’ve been to Garnet Health I’ve been to Harris I stayed at CMC that’s down in Scranton I’ve seen the walls of Wayne I go by ambulance I’ve … more
September 10th 1975: I had just moved into the Hotel Bretton Hall on the corner of Broadway and West 86th Street. It was a dangerous time for the Upper West Side of Manhattan with record high crime … more
I often shop at the Callicoon Pantry located within the Callicoon Marketplace on Main Street right next to the post office. This marketplace features many different and diverse vendors who never fail … more
I needed a pair of waterproof sneakers, not booties that strangle the ankle. I’ve always had narrow, bony ankles and anything that encircles them, sometimes even too-tight socks bother me. So … more
Continued from last week. One more scam email and my response. No punctuation or grammar has been altered on the part of the letter writer. My comments are in parenthesis and my response at the very … more
We all get obviously suspicious emails either in our inboxes or spam folder. Without giving any of my personal information, I decided to have some fun and respond to a few of them. Below are the … more
These days, I mainly juggle medical appointments and healthcare practices, but I also have to fit in work (writing my column), family, some social commitments, and my personal passions of music, … more
Not too long ago a reader from Smallwood (you know who you are) wrote me and in his letter suggested that I might just be living in the “Paris of the Catskills.” Perhaps he was referring … more
Back in ’67, when I was in the fifth grade, a classmate of mine, Colleen, came to school with frosted hair, which in today’s lingo means blonde highlights.   Colleen’s mom … more
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