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Hold Me Closer, Tony Danza

I was swapping winter clothes for spring/summer clothes in the storage boxes under my bed when “Tiny Dancer” came on the satellite radio. For some reason, this sparked a memory of many years ago, when I lived in Washington, and … Continue reading

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Alone

Fears come in different sized packages. Tell the story of a time you had to face a fear, big or small. You’d never know it now, but I am terrified of being alone. When I got married, my best friend gave … Continue reading

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Simple Pleasures

Scintilla Prompt #8: What are your simplest pleasures? Go beyond description and into showing the experience of each indulgence  1)      Cherry blossoms at the Tidal Basin: I went to Washington over the weekend for an event, and to see friends.  … Continue reading

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Slouching Towards Reykjavik

Frederic and I have been talking more, in a manner reminiscent of how we spoke when we were Just Friends.  Can men and women ever be friends?  Does the sex part always get in the way, as Billy Crystal once … Continue reading

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This Flight Tonight

Meanwhile, back on travel… It is no secret that I love airports.  I do not bother to hide the fact that I believe they are a snapshot of the values, the culture, the mechanics of one moment in time for … Continue reading

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The Hope that Triumps

A second marriage is the triumph of hope over experience. -Samuel Johnson Five days after running the NYC Marathon, I shoved clothes in a suitcase and caught a plane to Washington DC for a conference.  I knew I was going … Continue reading

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The Moment You Are Free

I talked to my ex-husband yesterday.  Sometimes, we talk three days in a week.  Sometimes, we go for weeks; months without talking. We’ve gotten along much better lately.  Perhaps because all of our unfinished business has finally been separated after … Continue reading

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Strange Birds

(Part Nine in my series on my six years in New York) As most New Yorkers do, I have a complicated relationship with JFK International Airport — my complex, many-times-removed, mostly-imagined, ex-inlaw relationship with the Kennedy family notwithstanding. I find … Continue reading

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Or Not

(Part Five in my series on my six years in New York) Europe again? Paris, yes.  Just barely 24 hours, though. Where are you staying? I told him, my old friend.   He’s a pro at Paris; is here often; he … Continue reading

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Hoya Saxa, and Other Stories

Have you thought about rolling over your 401k?, he asks. I suppose I have. He’s got me now.  Five forty five pm, at the office.  Merrill Lynch calling.  Like AXA or Northwest Mutual, or any of the others, really.  I … Continue reading

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