Circle Liner, Brooklyn Bridge

Fathers & Ferries, Birthdays & Boats

When my Cub Scout den mate Marc Brownstein turned 9, his birthday party consisted of a ride on the Circle Line, a day cruise around Manhattan. It was the best day ever. I begged for a similar party when I turned 9 the following spring. Dad took a “We’ll see” position. By April, I understood…

Racine Downtown Apt

Everything’s Gonna Be All Right: 2

“Which parent do you feel closest to?” He was a caricature of a child psychologist: sandy, side-parted hair, large wire-rimmed glasses, dressed like Mr. Rodgers. He spoke with a soft, low, monotonous voice, barely above a whisper. I considered carefully, looking off to one side, and answered very slowly, “I’d have to say… my mother……

Vai Beach Crete Greece

And Away He Goes!

How about that time my kid brother drifted out to sea in a little rubber boat off the east coast of Crete? Boy, that one nearly killed our dad! We took the Pugeot station wagon on vacation to Crete. We spent a week tooling all around the island. We visited the beach at Vai because someone said…

rubber chicken classic

What, Then, Do You Give As A Token Of Your Love?

I leaned over to the lady-stranger to my right and muttered “A rubber chicken?” Up front, under the spreading oak tree, my pal Marty took something from his Best Man John and responded, “A ring.” “‘A ring!’” I complained to the lady-stranger, who ignored me. “It’s always a ring! Why ask if you know the…