Category Archives: Friendship

A night at the cabana

Vita has a cabana out by the ocean.  She called today and said, “Come for dinner.” I’m leaving for vacation tomorrow.  I haven’t packed.  I still have a report I must finish.  I had such valid reasons to say, “No, … Continue reading

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Between two worlds

Last night BB King played at the Brookfield Place Plaza, which is the open area in front of The Winter Garden.  I live in Chelsea, New York and haven’t been in the Wall Street area for years.  I forgot how … Continue reading

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Beyond your own tiny web

While traveling through the South of France with a photography group, I made a most unlikely friend.  Mike was in his late 60’s; almost deaf and nearly crippled with legs ailing with age.  He also traveled in a much more … Continue reading

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Harry

My good friend Harry died last weekend. Now I know what you are saying to yourself… didn’t you just lose another friend?  Yes, I did.  There is a superstition that death happens in three’s.  Harry was my third. It’s taken … Continue reading

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My life is so bad, yours looks good

It was said long before I had any health issues.  My friend Linda had cut or burned her hand badly and her doctor gave her painkillers.  Her husband, Chuck, had a bit of an addiction problem and swallowed all of … Continue reading

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Friends

Harry wrote me three weeks ago. I’m in the hospital.  Don’t worry.  All is fine. What is wrong?  I wrote back.  There was no reply I wrote him the following week.  Are you OK? Still no reply. Finally, I called.  Harry answered, … Continue reading

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Snow

Put on a Hefty trash bag, run with all of your might, scream at the top of your lungs and dive off the top of a snow packed hill.  Once you reach bottom, laugh so hard that you can hardly … Continue reading

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