Color My Missives

It’s not too difficult to tell from this photograph who’s posing and who isn’t.
There was a time when we’d take pictures like this before going out someplace. But once the march of toddler steps is audible even in the rec room, then Sundays are when you show off the new wares, and the […]

“Miiiiiiran los plieeeegues,” he would plead while dying a thousand little deaths along the way — Loooook at the foooolds. He was the only person besides Martin Luther King Jr. that I’d ever heard who spoke with vibrato. And I got to hear him every Wednesday afternoon in art history class. “Miran los pliegues,” […]

There are lonlier places in the world than Penn Station at 2 a.m. on a Sunday night. But probably not that many.