“High Plains Drifter”

High Plains Drifter** He was a high plains drifter of sorts. Not that he rode a spotted horse from one frontier town to the next. His drifting took him only from Kingston to New Paltz and back, thousands of times over rte. 9W, in an older ford pickup truck which was...

Cool

I used to be cool. No, not the Fonzie, James Dean type of cool………… black leather jacket, white tee shirt, slicked back hair, all the current slang and that “ tude “ No motorcycle with chopped pipes and suicide shifter. Only a borrowed Honda...

Homage to Who?

You probably do not know “Janie Greenspan”. But you have known her, most likely, by a different name. She was that girl, teased, under appreciated, and generally roughed up by those guys who thought they had it all going on. They didn’t, of course, which she probably...

Regrets

Regrets I have more regrets than a few and yes they are worth mentioning. Sorry Mr. Sinatra, we can’t all be you. On those gray days, the times when the dopamine level has shifted a bit, those regrets can be monumental and consuming. This is one of those times, things...

Sharon

Had she been alone in those final moments? It may have been a year or two after our brief relationship ended that I happened to pick up a copy of our local paper. I would do this from time to time just to catch up on the big news that was happening in our city. Often...