I came across a very surprising fact in the book I am reading.  It was about a poll taken in 1937 and 1938 of freshman students at Princeton University.   One question they were asked was, who is the greatest living American?  Their first choice was FDR, followed by Charles Evans Hughs and Herbert Hoover in second that third position.  

I've recently became part of a guys book club and having never been part of one before, I didn't know what to expect. My initial perceptions were not what I experienced. Rather than a boring meeting talking about the finer points of sentence structure, it's filled with good laughs, stories, politics and sometimes talking about the book. Suffice it to say that our "discussions" are wide ranging. I can't divulge any more information otherwise...well you know.  

The title above is the pass word conceived by Gotham Videographer Cayce Crown ("I shoot your relatives so you don't need to") for the Gotham Film Festival (our 3rd annual is on 10/22) site.   When I first saw the password I was both surprised and complimented as she had captured my entire 16 year Gotham adventure in a short string.   Growing up I would never have dared to dream what has come true.  Of course, I did not have a magic wand or membership in a Tribe to help make dreams come true.  

On Tuesday, I eavesdropped on my Mother speaking to about 50 Gothamites and guests at the Friar's Club about her experiences as a Holocaust survivor. I say "eavesdrop" somewhat in jest, because I was in the audience and in plain sight.  

The NCAA just pulled back on some of the punishments it imposed on Penn St University resulting from the Jerry Sanduskey scandal.  Already, there are opinions forming on both sides.  Some say reducing the sanctions are wroong, others have gone so far as to say that the sanctions were overly inflicting and that the roll-back should actually come with an apology.  

I don’t even really understand it and I am convinced that the students in New York State who are being subjected to this new curriculum don’t either. Not to mention the teachers who by estimation are all kind of scratching their heads.

I remember a time before email; when our workdays ended when we left the office and, unless we ventured to the office, we did not work on weekends. Email has completely changed that. And I am not sure how I feel about that.    

Being allergic to pine nuts, and therefore having to stay away from pesto as well, Eve is always suspicious of any green sauce on her plate.  Last night at a lovely restaurant on Martha's Vineyard many of the entrees said they came with pesto.  So we told our server of her allergy.  No pesto please.