I initially didn’t want to make this video. I wasn’t sure how it would be received. But after seeing the increased cyber-bullying and taunting and belittling going on today, both nationally and locally, I could remain silent no more. And the kicker was reading this morning about Mitchell Wilson, a boy with muscular dystrophy who…
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When you don’t have the words
My friendship with Amy Biancolli goes back to our days as Hamilton College students. We didn’t take the same classes, but we had mutual friends. When Amy wrote her biography of Fritz Kreisler, I purchased a copy. She purchased a copy of my record collector’s guide. And in June of 2010, at our 25th reunion…
Read MoreNine Hundred Eleven Words: a Personal Remembrance of September 11, 2001
The day started out horribly. Two days beforehand, my wife’s grandfather, Samuel Ginsburg, passed away after a long and valiant battle against Alzheimer’s Disease. That day, we were going to attend his funeral. My wife Vicki was already mad at me; I had scheduled the week off so that I could attend the inductions of…
Read MoreThe Blackness of Starlight
It’s a beautiful, cloudless night. I’m sitting by the shores of a quiet lake in the Adirondacks, my camera aimed at the slate-black night sky. The plan this evening is to capture a series of images of the stars as they reflect off the shimmering lake below. Just something to experiment with, nothing major. I’ve…
Read MoreThe Badge
I can’t remember when I acquired this badge. I don’t recall if it was during one of my trips there, or whether it was snagged in a yard sale. But the truth of the matter is – I had to do this on Sunday. Yesterday I went to the Great Escape and Splashwater Kingdom amusement…
Read MoreHiding in the basement of 76 Southern Boulevard
It was dripping and dank. The floors were soggy and the cloudy smell of mildew permeated the air. Thick and wet, like milky mud. And I was down in the basement, hiding. Shivering and scared. Not knowing who to turn to or who to tell. And 30 years later… it still seems too real to…
Read MoreThe פושקע Project: Correcting a Grave Oversight
I’ve blogged in the past about my beloved grandmother. She was as close to being a saint as there is in Judaism. And every year, whenever I get a chance to visit Boston, I always make an effort to pay respects to my grandmother and grandfather, who rest in eternal peace at the Hadrath Israel…
Read MoreSeven Angels
Seven angels saved my life today. They kept me from dying in a fiery car crash that never happened. They made sure every motorist stayed on I-90 and nobody bumped into anybody. Seven other angels helped save someone else’s life today. They kept them from dying in that same car crash. And we never even…
Read MoreOf marriages and weddings, of cabbages and kings…
“The time has come,” the Walrus said, “To talk of many things: Of shoes–and ships–and sealing-wax– Of cabbages–and kings– And why the sea is boiling hot– And whether pigs have wings.” “The Walrus and the Carpenter,” from “Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There,” by Lewis Carroll It started when I woke up…
Read MoreSister MaryEllen Harmon, RSCJ: 1924-2011
She came to this area just as she left – quietly, without a sound. But in her time in Albany, she made an impact on the city’s public educational system. She was the rock upon which a thousand students went from despair to determination. She never gave up on them. And they never gave up…
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