Day of Lo-o-o-o-ve

When I was growing up in Lynbrook, NY in the 70’s, Valentine’s Day was not a big deal.  My parents didn’t celebrate the day with each other because they were divorced.  I sort of remember decorating shoe boxes and making cards but the cards didn’t have candy or toys attached to them. In middle school and high school Valentine’s Day was a day to get roses from your friends or maybe some guy.  The Student Council used to sell roses leading up to the big day.  They were delivered in homeroom and you had used to wait with sweaty palms … Read more…

The Soundtrack of my Life or maybe just the moment

Yesterday while Ethan and I were driving to our second coffee destination after karate, my all time favorite song came on – Mr. Jones.  I don’t hear it frequently but when I do it instantly evokes memories of college and hanging out in 3A of Siegfried Hall.  I heard Mr. Jones right before I got a phone call offering me a job during my senior year on St. Patrick’s Day.  Counting Crows reminds me of Club 23 and singing OmaHaar in our friends basement.  When Ethan and I got home Justin had Pandora on and within minutes it came on … Read more…