
Hatred and Illumination
849 Words. 3 Minute Read.
Hate is a radically atrocious word. How can so much darkness be packed into something so small? Strung together, it’s just two vowels and two consonants, alternating to form a single-syllable verb. Maybe that's why it is so poisonous. Unlike a boa constrictor, whose length is measured in yards, hate is as exacting as the venom in a spider.


My Book and My Mustache
555 Words. 2 Minute Read.
I am not writing a book – I am assembling a book. I was reviewing my work and realized I wrote sixteen articles on New York in the last few months. So, I said to myself, “Self…put these together, add in some commentary, and get ‘em bound.” And I’ve had a fabulous time doing it. They’ll be on sale shortly.

When Kids Walked to School
886 Words. 3 Minute Read.
We had a one mile walk to school that was relatively flat. We walked by a creek that we’d all jump over, hoping someone would fall in and have to go to school in wet trousers. Then we’d pass the crossing guard and head up 140th Street, where a well-worn path had been kept navigable by generations of little boys playing Huck Finn on their way to school.
