When I was first introduced to Major League Baseball almost all the spectators were male and they wore suits and hats (pictured). How times have changed!  Now the crowd is diverse, yet their mode of dress nearly uniform.

I am in the waiting room of the doctor’s office on Election Day.

We have so many things in life that are "High Speed". High speed internet, high speed Wi-Fi, High speed smart phones. In recent years we have really mereged onto the information super highway. And for the most part, everything has been running pretty smooth, everything is fast. We have become so used to clicking and having an immediate reaction to flip to the next website or scrolling through our social media feeds.  

I know we all talked about Halloween last week but I needed to share this heartwarming story.   Each year in my neighborhood, we have fewer and fewer “trick or treaters”.  Maybe the neighborhood is aging, I’m not sure.  

Shelly likes to ride her bike and this hobby involves visits to different parks in Queens (so far). One Sunday, it was Cunningham Park. For several times over the summer, we headed over to Little Bay Park across from Fort Totten from where she rode the Joe Michaels Mile nestled along Little Neck Bay and the Cross Island Parkway.

There was a time when I would check my horoscope everyday in the newspaper. Now that I get all of my news exclusively online, I no longer do so.   Astrology has fascinated people for centuries, captivating believers and skeptics alike. While I find the insights entertaining, I won’t comment about its accuracy in predicting the future. But astrology is also used to define personalities. My astrology sign is Cancer. When I look up the personality traits of Cancer, I find this:  

Halloween is an interesting holiday. I bought a bunch of candy to give out and sat on the porch, and only three kids and two dogs came by. Yet two blocks away, there were hundreds.    What gives?   When my kids and I went trick or treating, we strolled down every block, filling their pillowcases until they couldn't carry them anymore. We were on a mission!   Now I've got a bunch of candy. Come on by; I'm on the porch :-)

The Yankees, my boyhood favorite team, imploded Wednesday night and lost the World Series :(The loss caused me to suffer exquisite agony.