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Into Exile
I walk the old streets and realize they tore down the Endicott Theater to put up a savings bank in the same space where Poppa and I saw “Blood and Sand”. And Fat Tony’s Luncheonette where we’d stroll for a … Continue reading
The 7:11 From Middletown
by toritto He kissed her quickly on the cheek shouted out to his two kids bounded out the door to catch the 7:11 from Middletown. “Bye honey have a good day” drove on down the Kings Highway railroad station parking … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged angel of death, banality, commuting, death, home, Middletown, poetry, routine, September11, unexpected death, World Trade Center, WTC
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The Old Man’s Home – With Pix
Most of you who read me know I traveled quite a bit during my corporate life; round the world from London, to southern Europe, the mid-East, sub-continent and Hong Kong, Mexico and Brazil. I regret never having gone to Japan, … Continue reading
The Return of the Cranes
Behind my house Those of you who read me probably know I live on Florida’s West coast, north of the Tampa Bay metro area. The area is still semi-rural though not as country as it was a decade ago … Continue reading
Posted in family
Tagged birds, cranes, home, migration, out back, photography, photos, rural Florida, sandhill cranes, snow birds, Winter
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Toritto’s Morning Walk – with Pix!
Most of you who waste your precious time reading me know that I live on Florida’s gulf coast north of Tampa – an area known as the “nature coast” – in a semi-rural area. Over the last ten years there … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged cranes, Florida, herons, home, morning walk, nature coast, photography, rural, swamps
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