We offer observations on the human condition from a 23 year old mind trapped in an 83 year old body.


I have never worn white clothes.

My pop never went to school, good or bad news?

Some talk, take bite, place hands on crouch.

My childhood apartment was tiny, but warm with love.

I miss the sound of the “I Cash Clothes Man” who wandered our streets.

The silence of pop taught me the beauty of silence.

I so long to see the plains of the Ukraine from whence pop came.

We can only go home again in spirit.

Many women wait for food order with hands classed together.

A woman has to shake her head when rising.

Food is food for me, I am Depression born.

The moment DOES come, but we do not know it is THE MOMENT!

Either children getting taller or I am getting shorter.

I dislike tight clothes.

I do not whisper in life, there are no secrets I know.