Today I am going to have some elective surgery done to my left hand. It would seem I have developed a disease called Dupuytren’s contracture. It is named after the doctor that first diagnosed it I am told. The contracture… Continue reading

 Okay, so I’m gonna wander out far on the limb here with this one. I often just sit and think about things and the why of them. I’m not saying I have answers or explanations just possibilities. In my honest opinion… Continue reading

 I have received comments that there are things I shouldn’t write about but rather reserve for face to face conversations. No, that’s not exactly right, it has been suggested that some subjects would be better dealt with in that fashion and… Continue reading

 I must say I have been blessed with good health. All too often we take these things for granted and fail to appreciate the blessings we are given. I’d say that was just a part of human nature. It is… Continue reading

 I didn’t post a blog yesterday as I a bit under the weather. I believe it was some sort of virus or bug that just struck me like a truck. Well ginger ale, crackers and some aspirin got me fixed… Continue reading

 I was chatting with a cousin of mine last night. Isn’t it wonderful that we can all connect on social media ? Not that I spend a great deal of time doing that but it is rather like strolling through… Continue reading

  This morning the news was reporting on a new ” toy. ” I’m not certain that it is a toy exactly but a fad perhaps. Well whatever name you want to give it they were talking about those ”… Continue reading

 Long Island where I was born and raised is somewhat shaped like a whale. That is what I was always told. I was born on the south fluke (tail ) of that whale. I was raised a mere twenty miles… Continue reading

 The other day I was writing about context and how it shapes our lives and thinking. It is something we may or may not be aware of. Often times I believe we are aware but don’t share that awareness with… Continue reading

 When I was small I spent my summer afternoons in the sand. Almost every afternoon after Mom got her housework done we went to the beach. The beach, for us, was almost always Sammy’s beach. That is what we called it… Continue reading