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Fred Klein
Sep18
Mets-Yanks Mania
Posted By : Fred Klein

As a life long Yankee fan I was flexible enough in 1962 to let former Yankee Manager and then Met Manager Casey Stengel's "Metsies" in as my second favorite team and am proud to say that Joanne and I won Banner Day at Shea Stadium in 1964 and I caught my only foul ball (off the bat of Felix Millan) in 1976 at Shea. I gave this background as prelude

Benjamin Geizhals
Sep17
Jeremy PhD
Posted By : Benjamin Geizhals

When I was a teenager, I printed business cards for myself and my best friend that said "Nachas Machers". (My father was a printer so I had access to my own little letterpress printing press.) It was important for me to give my parents “Nachas” -- that special warm pride that only a child can give to his or her parents. Parents get Nachas from t

Cayce Crown
Sep16
NYCID
Posted By : Cayce Crown

Another glorious perk from being a New York City resident. Today I applied for my NYCID. Yes, I have a perfectly legal driver's license and even an up-to-date passport, but the NYCID is the gift that keeps on giving. It was easy breezy, you go to the website: http://www1.nyc.gov/site/idnyc/index.page and set up your appointment. There are many loca

Nancy Schess
Sep15
Family Tree
Posted By : Nancy Schess

  Around the dinner table last night, we were talking about family tree. My daughter recounted a story we had not heard before. Last year, she went on a trip to Israel where the group participated in an exercise about heritage. The question was how far back in your lineage do you find the first immigrants to the United States? As each g

Rona Gura
Sep14
It Smells Like Home
Posted By : Rona Gura

  As I’m writing this blog, I have chicken soup simmering on the stove. My kitchen is filled with the wonderful comforting smell of the soup. As I smell the soup, I can’t help but think about my parents and watching my mother cook in our kitchen for Rosh Hashanah.       Certain smells, like chicken soup for me, can instantly evoke memories or br

Donald Bernstein
Sep13
Race Day
Posted By : Donald Bernstein

Today is my first ever bicycle race. It is local, in Greenwich, 20 miles. There are different categories and starts, depending on each racer's expected time. The elite group which will be the first riders out is expected to finish in under 55 minutes.  That is an average speed of over 20 mph, including some hills with a 9% grade.  That isn't my gro

Mitch Tobol
Sep12
A chance meeting?
Posted By : Mitch Tobol

Some people believe that things happen because they should and that there are no coincendences. Well here's a story that might make you a believer.   The Traveling Wilberry's Fred, Cindy, Corey and I (as detailed by Fred's blog yesterday:) were sitting on a bench in Princeton relaxing before an initial orientation meeting. Fred, being the intrepid

Fred Klein
Sep11
The Traveling Wilburys
Posted By : Fred Klein

The Traveling Wilburys were a Super Music Group first made famous by Roy Orbison, George Harrison, Bob Dylan, Tom Petty and Jeff Lynne.  They recorded two great albums in the late 80s and their "End of the Line" music will live forever. Someone utilized a clever turn of phrase and adopted their name for a fun loving later day group of marauding tra

Benjamin Geizhals
Sep10
Being Chosen
Posted By : Benjamin Geizhals

As I stood on the ballfield at the Gotham picnic/softball game a few weeks ago, I had a feeling that brought me back decades to the ballfields of my youth. Being in the group between the two "captains" who are picking sides. I remembered the thoughts that went through my head when I was a kid. Whose team did I want to be on? When would I be chosen?

Fred Klein
Sep09
Sisters
Posted By : Fred Klein

Yesterday I posted the above photo of the Williams sisters saying Williams will win last night's US Open match between them. Of course one of them had to win, but I had divided loyalty.  In the end younger sister Serena prevailed in 3 sets against Venus, her greatest adversary and best friend. There were so many emotional sub texts.  It was amazing

Nancy Schess
Sep07
An Office Uniform
Posted By : Nancy Schess

  I saw a news report that I thought was interesting. Some women in corporate America are starting a new trend. Instead of applying their creativity each morning to putting together their best and most diverse outfit, they are saving that creativity for application during the workday. Instead, their work wardrobe now consists of five identical,

Rona Gura
Sep07
Enjoying the Last Day
Posted By : Rona Gura

  Don was feeling groovy yesterday. Today, I’m feeling relaxed.   During the summer we all seem to slow the pace down a bit. Many of us take a day off during the week or leave the office earlier than usual. I try to take Thursdays off during the summer, as my husband is also off on Thursdays. I know that many other lawyers and business people ta

Donald Bernstein
Sep06
Feelin groovy
Posted By : Donald Bernstein

Sometimes songs just pop into my head, coming out of nowhere.  "What's New Pussycat" is one of those.  Here is another, a good happy song.  Do you know it?   "Slow down, you move too fast. You got to make the morning last. Just kicking down the cobble stones. Looking for fun and feelin' groovy. Got no deeds to do, No promises to keep. I'm dappled

Mitch Tobol
Sep05
Don't carry dirty socks
Posted By : Mitch Tobol

A man who tried to sell a backpack of dirty socks as marijuana has been sentenced to at least one year in a Michigan prison.   Michael Suarez was sentenced Thursday for committing fraud through false pretenses.   Police say Suarez was pursuing a marijuana deal in July when he showed up at a home in Lenawee County's Raisin Township. But instead of c

Fred Klein
Sep04
At A Loss for Words
Posted By : Fred Klein

I was on such a roll: not having had a cold for over 2 years and then I came down with a dreaded Summer cold in mid July. At this writing it has settled in my chest and I have lost my voice. The mistake I made, according to Joanne, was that I didn't dial it back and give Nature a chance to cure me.  Rather, I continued to push my every day swimming