I carry them with me.

Recently I sat in the middle seat on a cross county flight, between my husband who had the aisle seat and a stranger who had the widow seat. Several times during the flight the channel on the television I was watching unexpectedly changed. After the second time, I realized the channel changed because the stranger next to me had put his arm on the armrest where the television controls were located.  

Happy Mother’s Day to the all moms, especially the three most important ones in my life.  

Being the guy in the hospital bed, you gain a unique perspective. A little over two years ago, I was that guy.   Recently, my brother-in-law was that guy. He had a heart attack, got a stent and is doing fine. We talked about "being in the bed" when I saw him last weekend. We both had the same reaction.   When you're in the bed it's your reality. You're not wondering, just feeling. It's your friends, family and loved ones that are in emotional trauma because they don't know what to think. Fear of the unkown.  

As you may know, my son Alex has 2 bands: Tiajuana Caravan and, the off shoot, The Tall Boys. When Alex was in the crib we placed a toy guitar next to him and it took root.  He now has more than 20 guitars and has become, to my taste, a very entertaining and talented performer fronting and writing songs for his bands.  I know no greater thrill (kvell) than to be standing before him photographing and videoing  his performances. 

When I go to a live concert I go to enjoy the music and the rapport with the artist. I prefer when the performer connects with the audience.

On this day in 1872, Victoria Woodhull became the FIRST woman to be nominated for the Presidency of the United States. In 1869, she and her sister Tennessee were the first women stockbrokers on Wall Street.

  It was a crowded morning on the LIRR. Once again, there were problems with the train and so as we proceeded through the stops, the cars quickly became standing room only.