Here’s a photo of freshly caught bluefish right before the cooking (photo by Myla, the author’s granddaughter).
I made a decision last week to get rid of my Jeep Wrangler. I had just returned from a trip to New Jersey (where my second child has bought a house) and was completely beat.
The upper level to the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge was closed. Everyone was being funneled from the Belt Parkway onto the lower level. About one hour of stop and go, and doing a tap dance with the clutch and accelerator.
I said to myself, “Self, you’re too old for this. Get an automatic transmission.” (more…)
It was most definitely a week of weather extremes from Monday’s high in the 60’s to Friday’s unexpected snowstorm.
My experiences during the week were also extremes. Monday’s warmth encouraged me to take on a painting project in an unheated section of the house. I had already sheetrocked, spackled and sanded the walls and had been putting off painting.
Monday seemed perfect. (more…)
AMBROSE CLANCY PHOTO
I stepped outside, shovel in hand, and eyed my very snow-worthy Jeep. But I was overconfident. (more…)
BOB DeSTEFANO PHOTO Surf’s up. Dave Hamilton heading out in — what else? — one of his Jeeps.
Each week I find myself thinking: I need a story this week. And I only have a couple of days to deadline. Somehow, something always seems to pop up.
This week was no exception. I was having coffee at Stars Café and started talking to Dave Hamilton. The more we spoke, the more fascinating his life seemed to be. Until then, I didn’t know much about Dave except the fact that my son bought a Jeep from him. It’s an understatement to say Dave has a passion for Jeeps. In fact, he enjoys them so much he makes his living from them. Dave buys, sells and works only on Jeeps. (more…)