You never know what gorgeous building you’ve been missing

For 33 years, I’ve lived and worked in the greater Syracuse, N.Y., area. Schooled in journalism, a reporter and editor by trade and a curious sort always, I consider myself the sort who always looks long at the surroundings. Imagine that I couldn’t quite place exactly where I had to go when my bosses at…

Behold the multi-colored butterfly bush

The last of our big three butterfly bushes pushed out its blooms. Behold, to the right, the multi-colored beauty. We loved the completed trifecta in the triangle garden in the backyard of the cherished Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood. Yeah, I love the look back there, for sure. No question about…

Waiting for Godot and Paul Curran

Our regular Sunday guest column from Paul Curran has yet to make its weekly appearance to my email inbox. Yes. I agree. My real world Cuppa does not taste as good without his literary Cuppa. I’ll post it or let you know if I hear more otherwise regarding this week’s status. No, this has nothing…

Meet the Mets come Labor Day Weekend

My dear wife Karen came up with a great idea for Labor Day weekend, and I did my best to make it work for 10 folks who live hundreds of miles apart. Why not get terrific daughter Elisabeth and outstanding significant George Three to join us in Syracuse to travel to Citi Field in Flushing.…