Stop Chasing the Bacon

This month I turn 57. I’m getting long in the tooth, as they say. And I am happy to earn my fangs. As often is the case, the older we get, the more we realize we don’t know, and youth is wasted on the young and all that jazz. But there are some things I […]

Sunshine on My Shoulders

  I grew up in Woodstock, New York in the 60’s and 70’s.  In high school, I knew I was going to have to get creative in order to get out of upstate New York.  My art teacher coached me through submitting applications for art school, I got a scholarship into Pratt institute in Brooklyn. […]

Bob Dylan, The Monkees, and The Beatles; A Love Story

I grew up in Woodstock in the 60’s and 70’s. In grade school, I broke my leg in a skiing accident. Because I had a tendency to go flying down the halls on my crutches at ungodly speeds, I was assigned a caretaker. She and I became fast friends. I loved her at once. She […]

Liza’s Red Shoes …Sort of.

When I was in my late teens, I had the very good fortune of being invited by my boyfriend to work at the local summerstock theater; The Woodstock Playhouse. I found myself in an exciting, challenging place with famous and talented actors and dancers. My co-workers and I became fast friends. We worked ridiculous hours, […]

On the Bright Side…

My Dad was out in his garden the other day, weeding and breaking up dirt. He saw a frog, and moved it to safety out of the garden hoe’s way. When he looked back, the frog had one leg inside a snake’s mouth. Instead of moving the frog out of harms way, he pretty much […]