Thirty years ago this week, our first flippered mermaid was born. After a carefree engagement and first four years of marriage, suddenly everything changed with the arrival of this little bundle of joy. Being new parents, we immediately began to baby-proof our first home and realized we really needed to work at this parenting thing. Thirty years later, the first born was strutting down Surf Avenue in Coney Island with the rest of her fishy school of friends for the Mermaid Parade. Who knew!

Back then, the chief mermaid kicked into mother gear, a gear I did not even know existed. Completely unbeknownst to me, all chief mermaids are genetically engineered to move into this phase at some point or other either for their own or other minnows

An unexpected house project prompted my wife and I to reevaluate everything in our home as to whether we wanted to keep it or not. We also realized that our kids have been living on their own for quite some time, and maybe we could reclaim some space for ourselves! A novel idea. One thing led to another and before you know it, there were twin beds, desks, file cabinets, chairs, cabinets and mattresses all curbside! God bless the Sanitation Department, six years after Sandy and they are still

I read a Wall Street Journal article recently by Purdue University President Mitch Daniels recapping his commencement speech to the recent graduating class that I thought was excellent.  In the speech, he pointed out that the graduates were part of a privileged elite, a nouveau aristocracy. He went on to say that it was not based upon wealth or class (witness the last royal wedding – my invitation got lost, how about you?); but, instead it was based upon joining a cluster group he spotlighted

Ok, so you decided to take the ferry, you pass the Battery, you get off the ferry and in front of you is Water Street, Broad Street, Church Street, Exchange Street, New Street…. you’re in New York, right? Wrong! You’re in Charleston, South Carolina!! Wait, what? How can that be? It’s easy. You see, along with New York, there was Boston, Philadelphia and Charleston as the main cities that the British set up in their new world. And they built them all in the same way, in the same geographical

Recently I spent some time at the very top of New York City’s west side. My goal was to go see the remains of a saint, right here in NYC! I didn’t have to go to Rome to do it. Saint Frances Xavier Cabrini, founder of the Sisters of the Sacred Heart, is in a glass case north of the George Washington Bridge in Hudson Heights at the St. Cabrini Shrine. It’s quite amazing really, she lies in a glass case, but her remains have been covered in wax to help preserve her. Not easy to get to, the best

The strangest thing about time is that it seems like it is measurable; we have clocks and systems for measuring days, hours, minutes, seconds and even finer points. But have you ever noticed that at certain times that time itself seems like it expands and contracts? Think about it, there are always those situations when you feel like it is taking forever to get to what you want, or forever for something to end. Then there are those situations when you are truly enjoying yourself, but the time

Ok, so you have taken the ferry in, done Stone Street, done Fraunces Tavern, hit Federal Hall and the New York Stock Exchange, and the Smithsonian at Bowling Green, now what? I’m glad you asked that question because when you get off the ferry you have access to two things that can make a Wednesday afternoon quite nice in the city. The first is the subway at Wall and William Streets, right up the block from the ferry. The number 2 or 3 trains will take you directly to Times Square.

The second

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