The Summer of Moe
I stopped in Tony’s Pizza, Pittston, Friday night on my way home from meeting an old friend. The plan was to order a large plain pie, of which when back home I would eat at least half, and a small… Continue Reading
Month: July 2016
Deep in the heart
I am halfway through Texas. Not the state, the book. I bought James Michener’s 615-page, 1985 novel last summer for two bucks (hardcover, too) at the annual Osterhout Library book sale, but every time I picked it up, the heft… Continue Reading
The perfect sentence
The Capitol Steps, an improv group that likes to say they “put the ‘mock’ in democracy,” appeared at the annual dinner of the Luzerne County Community Foundation several years ago. One of their skits was introduced as “Ernest Hemingway Meets… Continue Reading
Point taken
“God loves me,” I told the gathering of the Back Mountain Men’s Ecumenical Group Tuesday morning at their weekly breakfast meeting at Irem Country Club. “He loves you, too, of course,” I continued. “And you should always be aware of… Continue Reading
Nothing’s right
It’s mid-July in what has been a marvelous summer. For this college professor, there’s six more weeks ahead of doing only things I want to do only when I want to do them. And when classes begin, well, no one… Continue Reading
We better stop, children
There’s something happening here, what it is ain’t exactly clear. There’s not a person my age who does not recognize the opening line of the Buffalo Springfield song “For What It’s Worth.” That song has been rattling around in my… Continue Reading
Keep an eye on Watson
He’s charming that Watson. A bit too charming. One minute he’s engaging in good natured banter with tennis champ Serena Williams. The next, he wants to write songs with Bob Dylan. How cute. He’s just like one of us. Right?… Continue Reading
Sunday meant scrubs
To my wife, scrubs means the “uniform” she wore every day in the operating room. To TV viewers, “Scrubs” is a program about hospital interns. To young people, “Scrubs” is a video game. It’s also a derogatory term for an… Continue Reading
Heads up!
Psychologists call it one-trial learning. You burn your hand on a stove and, bingo, you’ve learned a lifelong lesson. No need to keep repeating it for reinforcement. Makes sense, right? Except when it doesn’t work. And it doesn’t work a… Continue Reading