If you grew up in the 1950s and 1960s, click here for some enriched-environment throwback Madison Avenue advertising jingles, arranged by Lester Lanin and recorded by his pop-swing band in […]
Enriched Environment. Baby Boomers. Real Mad Men. Jingles. Read More »
Every Thursday, as part of my personal “enriched environment” initiative, I post a piece of art, usually from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which recently released online some 400,000 high-resolution
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As a teacher trainer in a charter school which uses a particular pedagogy, I find my Parkinson’s poker face pays off. Below are two YouTube clips which show what I
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Two small potatoes about my life with Parkinson’s disease. Throat catchers: Is it me, is it Parkinson’s disease, or does this happen to everyone? It seems like every time I
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My husband and I, both sons, spent a glorious weekend in Newport, Rhode Island. It was historically significant because after parking our car at the beach, I took my first-ever selfie.
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Spring Day [Bath] The day is fresh-washed and fair, and there is a smell of tulips and narcissus in the air. The sunshine pours in at the bath-room window and
Strange experience tonight on the New York City subway. I don’t know what to make of it. It was rush hour. I took the #2 express from 14th Street to 42nd Street/Times
Cruising? Parkinson’s Disease? Old Age? Read More »
Every Thursday, as part of my personal “enriched environment” initiative, I post a piece of art, usually from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which recently released online some 400,000 high-resolution
Throwback Thursdays Art Read More »
I had my annual physical exam with my primary care physician yesterday. Except for the Parkinson’s disease, I’m in tip-top shape. Everything was great/normal/negative: blood pressure; weight; good cholesterol; bad
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I wrote this sonnet today while eating lunch in a Manhattan restaurant. I photographed the flowers a few days ago in our garden. The Guest I have this guest named Mr.
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