SUmmer has come and gone. It goes so fast. Is Labor Day the end of summer or the GOtham Golf outing? Were you able ot do everything you wanted to do when summer started, not me. Still a few golf courses I wanted to play and a few trips i wanted to make. 

Although technically not correct, Labor Day has always felt just like starting a new year to me.  Maybe it is because the time of year brings back that feeling of the end of summer and start of a new school year.  

Today is Labor Day. As always, I spend Labor Day by my pool with my family lamenting the  end of summer. 

Starting the week I expected today’s commentary to review a concert attended this past Thursday with my daughter; that plan changed (last) Tuesday morning (August 26) after I read a story posted to Jewish Insider that New York Governor Kathy Hochul was

 I uploaded an old photo of me when I was much younger, with a giant afro, into a new AI application from Google, Nana Banana. Seconds later, I was a professional basketball player. A life I never lived, yet looked oddly believable (see photo). The funny thing about AI is it can bend the truth, but it can’t fake how we feel. My chuckle, wonderment, and the thought of a dream were real. 

One of the best things that my dad passed down to me is a fanatical rooting interest in Baseball, and more specifically, the New York Yankees.  I became a fan at the dawn of my Golden Age of the Yankees, in the 1950s.  During the span of Manager Casey Stengel's stewardship, they won 10 American League Pennants and 7 World Series.

Many, many years ago, as we were packing the car for the return home from Martha’s Vineyard, a fellow guest bid us good wishes.

Hmmmm, I am sensing a trend here on my blogs... Are you happy in your career? If not, maybe you should consider a change. My current path happened late in life, in my late 40's to be precise. Once I chose a new career, I haven't stopped, or looked back.