Category Archives: Personal Stories

These stories are true stories written about actual events that have occurred relating to me.

To smoke or not to smoke?

To smoke or not to smoke? My parents smoked cigarettes when I was growing up. My mother would always light up a Kent filtered cigarette when she smoked. My father on the other hand would have nothing to do with … Continue reading

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Home

Home I lived in an upscale part of the Bronx called Riverdale, when I grew up. I say it was upscale because a lot of the houses in the area were big fancy ones. It also had a number of … Continue reading

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Kit

Kit She arrived on a summer’s day in August. Where she came from no one knows. She was small and frail, with no place to call home. Malnourished and weak she squeezed through the trellis under our deck. Finding a … Continue reading

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Let’s Ear it for a Song

Let’s Ear it for a Song I’ve been told that I have an ear for music. I guess it is true. We had a converted player piano growing up, meaning that the player part had been discarded and it was … Continue reading

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Did you hear that?

Did you hear that?     One of the worst things in the world to hear is the phrase, “Did you hear that?” No matter what you are doing when that phrase is uttered by someone you always think of the … Continue reading

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On a scale of 1 to 10

On a scale of 1 to 10 Heredity can be burdensome sometimes. When your parents and grandparents and ancestors even further back leave a history of certain ailments, you must constantly check to see if you have any of those … Continue reading

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Only on this day…

Only on This Day Only on this day are we allowed to ask “Why?”: Why did we ever allow this to happen? Only on this day are we allowed to ask “What?”: What was the purpose that was served by … Continue reading

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To Be or Not to Be…That is the answer!

To Be or Not to Be…That is the Answer!     Deep in the heart of darkness, there is a small part of me that wants freedom. In the dark where there are no pictures, no sounds, no smells, nothing. I … Continue reading

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Time

Time “Time, that’s all I need!” I screamed out at no one in particular. “Time for what?” my inner self said. “You’ve got all the time in the world.” “Great that’s just what I need. Now I’m wasting time talking … Continue reading

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I’ll Park Here, Not!

  I’ll Park Here, Not! “The only thing we have to fear is fear itself,”  said Franklin D. Roosevelt during his 1933 inaugural address. It is obvious to me that he never went on a rollercoaster.  I have never been … Continue reading

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