Monthly Archives: March 2014

A great deal of behavior comes from the beliefs that we have about life and ourselves. Unfortunately many of these beliefs are negative, and may limit new possibilities and choices. If we believe “that nothing works out for us” or … Continue reading →

Years ago I made a promise to Viktor Frankl that because I truly knew what happened to him and others I must be a witness. Thanks to my daughter Amy, I will be able to do that at a level … Continue reading →

I find that when I am in the presence of someone who has a zest for life I am inspired. It is not always the ones who have ‘life by the tail”, and often it is someone who has or … Continue reading →

I remember my father once said “when you get to a certain age you read the obituaries before you scan the sports pages.” That has been somewhat true for me lately as another friend died on Saturday. Robert”Ropey”Thrunk was a high … Continue reading →

In honor of St. Patrick’s day I wish to tell my favorite father in law story. Bud Murray was an exceptionally generous man who never put limits on his wife’s spending. He merely wrote the checks when the monthly bills … Continue reading →

When my Father went into the hospital years ago for an operation the surgeon was asking him the usual pre-operation questions. My father listened attentively. and then inquired “when I leave the hospital doctor will I be able to play … Continue reading →

Most of my life I have been blessed by having so many sons and daughter of Irish descent grace my presence. Early on in Jersey City, both in school, and in my neighborhood the most predominant last names originated from … Continue reading →

Spent a delightful evening with a book club in Columbia ,Maryland.It was an evening filled with warm,friendly inquisitive persons from different ethnic,professional and cultural backgrounds.As usual the questions explored were invigorating, and every time I am involved with a group … Continue reading →

I remember waiting outside thePolo Grounds in New York as a young boy hoping to get the autograph of Willie Mays. He was to a six year old boy a knight in shining armor who had the skills of a … Continue reading →

As St Patrick’s day approaches the song “When Irish eyes are smiling “is at the forefront of my brain. Two of my favorite people Colleen Welsh and John Curran were living examples of the beauty of that song. Both have … Continue reading →