Monthly Archives: March 2019

Well those of you who waste your precious time reading my blog know I was in New York for my Aunt’s funeral.  I returned on a flight on Wednesday. There is  no better place to get sick than on a … Continue reading →

There is a town on Staten Island, New York known as Pleasant Plains, located in the far reaches of the South Shore.  A few miles from the southern most point of New York state and only a short boat ride … Continue reading →

https://writeintolife.com/2019/03/21/flying-to-a-funeral-a-poem/ This poem appeared today on Rachel McAlpine’s blog – quite fitting for me. Flying to a funeral—a poem March 21, 2019   Flying back home to Wellington in a very small plane We are flying to a funeral. We … Continue reading →

My Aunt Tina in 1937 with her foster mom.  She was my mother’s younger sister, both placed in state care upon the death of their mother.  My mom went to an orphanage run by Benedictine nuns in upper Manhattan.  Tina … Continue reading →

Am I Irish Poppa? Everyone’s Irish today Clark!  Nice hat!  .

Mulberry Street -Little Italy –  “Italians are just a little worse than the negro, being if anything, filthier in their habits , lawless and treacherous.” John Parker, Governor of Louisiania “Monday we dined at the Camerons; various dago diplomats were … Continue reading →

The house in Tobolsk We left the Romanovs sitting in Tobolsk in Siberia watching the situation in Petrograd worsening as the Bolsheviks seized power in October 1917 yet hopeful, perhaps unreasonably so, that plans for their rescue were coming to … Continue reading →

The Romanovs – (l to r) Olga, Maria, Nicholas II, Alexandra, Anastasia, Alexie and Tatiana. fNicholas II, Autocrat of all the Russians was forced to abdicate on the fifteenth of March, 1917 just days after demonstrations and riots broke out … Continue reading →

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Well Toritto  filed his Federal tax return with the I.R.S yesterday.  Electronically.  No more filling out those forms, as in years past and posting them in the mail. Thank you President Trump.  You made it rain.  Just not here. This … Continue reading →