It’s a rainy September Tuesday in New York City, and fall is finally starting to make its presence felt. The summer was warm. Some would say balmy, or maybe humid. Whatever you want to call it, I thought it was hot as hell, and I don’t like hot weather.… Continue Reading
I set out from my apartment on 34th Street off 30th Avenue in Astoria, Queens around 6:30 pm. It’s Sunday, and after a leisurely afternoon spent at home I’m headed for Astoria Park, the jewel of the neighborhood. It’s a 60 acre oasis of tranquility amid the noise and honking horns of Astoria, and it’s one of the largest open spaces in Queens.… Continue Reading
I wake up on Monday morning, MLK Day 2017 and four days before Trump’s inauguration, and immediately feel a visceral need to leave my home borough of Queens. I grew up in Manhattan – also known as The City – so every few days I need my dose of the bright lights.… Continue Reading