He’s (She’s) So Fine What was it that drew you to your significant other? Their blue eyes? Their ginger countenance? Their smile? Their voice? - - - - - Lunch hour. 1968. Manhattan. A restaurant with a view of Central Park. Garry and I are sharing a big plate of excellent fries as we both snatch a … Continue reading SKIN LIKE SILK
Google my baby brother? Why in the wide, wide world of sports would I want or need to Google my youngest brother? Hold on -- I got some 'splainin' to do. First, you need to understand there's nothing humble about the oldest and youngest of Esther and William Armstrong's three sons. They have creds. Lots … Continue reading HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANTON ARMSTRONG, MY BABY BROTHER!
The garden in my parlor ... fresh blossoms to brighten the season.
I had a spinal fusion and laminectomy when I was 19. For the next 45 years, I pretended I didn't have a problem. I rode horses, climbed mountains, went sledding and skating and hiking. Then, one day, thanks to an uninsured driver who T-boned me because she didn't feel like waiting for a green light, … Continue reading UNDERNEATH THE PAIN, THERE’S ME