The French psychotherapist and homeopath Rene Allendy said that the number sixty is deeply embedded in our world and in our psyches.In his 1921 book “Number Symbolisms: Essays on […]
I continue to improvise on a theme of jalopy. There’s a short street near my apartment building, just a block long, on which this particular 1977 Oldsmobile Cutlass 442 was […]
In 2020, we fled Queens for the shore after two months of lockdown in our two-bedroom apartment, and my mornings were consumed with entertaining walks with my two-and-a-half year […]
My mother’s first cousin Nathan R. died in Alon Shvut, near Efrat, Israel, a few days before Purim last March. He was the last member of my family to have […]
Give me a long kiss goodnightAnd everything’ll be alrightTell me that I won’t feel a thingSo get me Novacaine. — “Get Me Novacaine”, American Idiot, Green Day (2004) (Because Billy […]
One of the treasured delicacies of my childhood was kosher German cold cuts – aufschnit. When I was a baby, there were several skilled butchers/charcutiers in Washington Heights left of […]
[This installment has been delayed by first, me taking my family out of New York during the blooming of the Omicron wave of the coronavirus pandemic, and then, me coming […]
On Saturday, I brought the family home from COVID isolation – two weeks at the shore in a mostly fully-equipped and winterized beach house, but with extra-added fevers, coughing, […]
I started out last week thinking that I would segue from my Oldsmobile to the second most recent and so far longest car ownership experience of my life, but then […]
I spotted this rare specimen as I was dropping my toddler at nursery school, and came back hoping for a nearby parking spot close to the express subway. Completely, utterly […]
A 1985 Regency 98, not mine, because I have no pictures. The time has come to sing of Oldsmobiles. I remember, the year of my bar mitzvah, the GM advertising […]
I have mixed feelings about the years I drove this car, between age seventeen and age twenty, and the stunted and backfiring progress of my life at that time.
Yes, it’s a two-tone ’91, but mine had a blue ground effects and the wheels were right. (Welcome our new Saturday COAL series writer) We begin in the Penis. All […]