Look for a new posting....maybe once or twice a wee......maybe more-maybe less. I'm retired.....I've got lots of time and not much to do.
In December of this year I will turn the magic 77. How can that possibly happen? And this year was my first year of total retirement. It has taken some inner struggles to adjust to an empty-scheduled week (which I camouflage with jokes about watching too many of the TV judges all day). The pooch, however is thrilled with Dad-attention 24/7.
Back in the 20-teens I enjoyed blogging on GAY DINOSAUR TALES which captured bits of my life in New York City attempting to be an actor and finding a life partner. I had great fun retelling the adventure it was for a guy from the suburbs of Cleveland, discovering the magic and thrill of Manhattan.
Now that I don't have a 40-hour a week sales manager job (while also teaching English as a Second Language three nights a week in a local university), I have nothing but time on my hands. I hope to regale you with reflections on life ...that I still remember.
I hope you find my words enjoyable, and that my whacky thoughts make some sense to you. The world is becoming a scary place for all of us these days, but especially for an old fart like me!
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As we age, the more frightening the size of the time spans of our life-history become. It's a little over fifty years since I left Kent State University, (yes....that Kent State and yes I WAS there on May 4, 1970). The little house my partner/husband and I call home was purchased over thirty years ago, when I was single. And this weekend we honor the tragedy of 9/11 twenty-five years ago. My personal history with The Twin Towers goes back to my early days in NYC, shortly after I moved to Manhattan in December of 1972.