I hadn’t been on a subway in over three years.Last Sunday, we were on a walking tour in Manhattan and had to take a short subway ride at the end of the tour.

 

When my son turned junior in college, it was COVID.  We really did not like the idea of public transportation and its contamination and I wasn’t leaving the house very much anyway.  So, off to college he went that year with our old but reliable and easy to drive Honda.  

One of my most vivid memories from childhood was my Mom’s “good” silverware, crystal, and China. These dishes, glasses, and utensils were only used on special occasions, the holidays or when my parents had dinner parties.  

Music matters. Live music certainly energizes this commentator. Last week I took my wife and daughter to see Belinda Carlisle at the Theatre at Westbury.  I've seen her with the Go-Go's but never live as a solo artist. She performed an exuberant 18-song set including four encores.

Everything is moving faster it seems. Business, the proliferation of AI, and even baseball. As my Uncle says "Faster, Better, Cheaper" :)   I try to slow things down on the weekends. Kind of catch my breath which is sometimes difficult to do. People appear to be always hurrying to get somewhere. I often think that they are missing the journey.  

This past Tuesday night we had 2 Art Aficionado friends over for what I have dubbed as a Social Art Project.  It took place in my Artist wife Joanne's Art studio and there was champagne, Dylan music and delicious Greek food, but mostly it was about creating Art.

Last Sunday, we were at an upscale art fair in Southampton. Very upscale.Big tents set on an open field. Hundreds of galleries.All of a sudden, we heard what sounded like a train roaring by.