Death and … this Guy’s Issue

Sunny Easter Day in Manhattan. About 3:00 pm. Breezy. A guy in a black hockey jersey races full tilt down 58th Street. He barrels across Broadway looking up about 12 stories high, ignoring traffic. He’s a big guy about 30. Maybe played football growing up. “Omigod omigod omigod, no no no!!!” He shouts. I look […]

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Hero.

It was dark as I neared the end of my run. The usual Saturday party is in full swing by the river on the Lower East Side. Music loud enough to drown out the FDR Highway traffic. The smell of a cookout. The grass packed with people and the riverside walkway impassable without dodging revelers. […]

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Aww. Hail No.

Anatomy of a 2-hour trip: Tuesday 5:00 pm: Arrive at the airport 6:00 pm: Hailstorm with ice descriptions ranging from ‘baseball-sized’ to ‘tater tot-sized.’ 7-ish pm Flight delayed – boo! 6:00 – 10:00 pm: Flight delays get later and later in 20-minute increments. Too brief to leave the gate area. 10:00 pm: Board plane – […]

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No Joke. Political Talk Ain’t my Thing.

I bought my first New York apartment during the Bush-Kerry election. There I sat at the closing table. Just my attorney and me on my side. It was an estate sale, so the seller was the son of the deceased. He was there with his realtor, lawyer and the closing clerk. I had never met […]

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He’ll Just Have to Wait

Everyone is all smiles on stage at this press conference in China’s equivalent of the White House Press Room. We were only a little bit happy. Minutes earlier, the four people you see in the front of the room were sitting in stony silence, broken only by the occasional call from China’s Minister of the […]

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Sunrise Over the Fuel Farm

5:30 am. Monday morning. Styrfoam cup of coffee. Faint smell of jet fuel in my shirt. Hair doesn’t smell like jet wash yet. Feet on the old metal desk, leaning back in the metal chair. The handful of pre-open morning orders done. Planes topped off. Last night’s pushed into their hangars, the flight line populated with early morning […]

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I Know You’ve Been Wondering

Like a bee sting. At first. The immediate reflex is to reach for whatever is causing such pain and try to kill it. But it’s very tough, too hard to do anything other than throw it. Bee stings hurt, then abate. This is the opposite. It’s more like being touched with a hot poker or a lit cigarette. […]

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A Questionable Storm

RMB 4 million. That’s four million yuan. Roughly $500,000 in American dollars. I’m told it was never spent. That the rockets were never launched, the planes never flew. The clouds never seeded. Pouring rain. Sheets. Buckets. Walls of water. Pouring straight down. Like I’ve never seen before. One of my mementos is a picture of me standing at […]

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A Weeping Kiss

So there I stood, atop Tiananmen Rostrum, looking at the lights of Tiananmen Square, fully ablaze for a square mile in our honor. Dinner was done and we had alll been transported here before breaking for the evening. A nice, quiet moment to review the day and plan for tomorrow with a few colleagues. Periodically, […]

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A Very Good Rainy Monday.

Monday – gave my umbrella to a soggy oldish man who was waiting at an uncovered bus stop, resulting in getting to work wet. This morning, running to catch a train, he stopped me on the corner of my street where I had seen him to give me the umbrella back. Said he was getting […]

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