Share Your World – May 22, 2017

What one thing have you not done that you really want to do? 

Ride in a hot air balloon. It must have something to do with “The Wizard of Oz.” I’m sure if I go drifting, I’ll wind up in a charming parallel universe … or maybe something even better. Like, the past, but a nice past that’s much better than the past really was. I want that piece of the past where no one hit the shores of an unknown (to Europeans) country and didn’t come ashore with every intention of destroying everything and everyone until they owned it all.

I want to float into a better world. That’s not too much to ask, is it?

How often do you get a haircut?

Do we count doing it myself? Because other than that, “almost never” would be the good answer. I snip it and clip it myself to keep it from looking excessively shaggy, but otherwise, pretty much never would be my best answer.

In regards to puzzle what’s your choice: jigsaw, crossword, word search or numeric puzzles?

Always word search, with “Scrabble” as my lifelong favorite.

How many cities have you lived? You can share the number of physical residences and/or the number of cities.

I was born and raised in New York. The city of New York. Born in Brooklyn, moved to Queens (1) then Queens (2).

Matthew – 1958

From the second home we had in Queens where I spent all my years in public school, I left for college. I rented a room near Hofstra University, in Hempstead, New York.

The house on Bedford Avenue in Uniondale

Soon — very soon — I got married and moved to an apartment in Hempstead. Then we bought a house in nearby Uniondale. Ten years later, we sold that house and bought a bigger house in (you guessed it) Hempstead.

Then, after some considerably discontented years of marriage, I plucked myself and my son and moved to Jerusalem, Israel where we stayed for nine and a half years.

Jerusalem, Baka

I came back, lived briefly in the house in Hempstead, then bounced up to a rental place in Waltham, Massachusetts. Because Garry was in Boston and I wanted to be where he was. After that, I bought a place in Lynn, Massachusetts. Immediately after I spend my money on the apartment in Lynn, Garry thought we should get married, so I rented the place in Lynn and we moved into a place in Charles River Park, which is very downtown Boston.

After a year, we rented another place on Beacon Hill — cute but WAY too small.

Ten months later, we bought a triplex in Roxbury and lived there for ten years. Ten years during which I didn’t even own a camera. My non photographic years. Seriously, I really didn’t take any pictures for the entire time which seems a bit weird today. It wasn’t until a few years — after we moved to Uxbridge (which isn’t Boston or even close to Boston) — that I got busy taking pictures again.

And here we shall stay. I know this isn’t Boston because people in Boston, when asked about this house, say “You live WHERE?”

Here. We live here.

9 thoughts on “SHARING THE WORLD IN MAY 2017”

  1. I didn’t begin to take photos until we bought the place where we now are, just had a few snapshots, not digital, of the other places. Living in and around NY sounds a dream for me, although towns are for visits today and not to live, too much stress.


    1. Boston was nice until they decided to do to the entire city what is currently being done to your building. They decided to rebuild it. All of it. Add bridges, tunnels, roads, bypasses. It was the largest city renovation ever and certainly the MOST expensive. It was supposed to take 4 years and took 12. It cost lives and made living in Boston awful. You couldn’t go anywhere. Every road was blocked by construction. And the DIRT! One day it took me almost 2 hours to drive 2 miles to the grocery. I came home and I said “We have to get out of here.” We moved and I’ve never been sorry. It was horrible. But before that, it was pretty nice. We didn’t live downtown, but sort of on the edge of town. Pleasant, condos. Friendly.

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      1. I don’t remember exactly when, but we got stuck in a traffic jam in Boston a long time ago. It was horrendous. I’ll never forget it.


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