I’m Sorry

The man apologizes in his headline. After what he went through last week, the one thing he picks to top off the tale of his return here for his Sunday guest column is to say he’s sorry. Wait! There’s more to it than that. That’s our Paul Curran. Welcome back, good friend. Read on. Welcome…

I think they used to have the same address

On a recent walk around the blocks surrounding the Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood with my dear wife Karen and Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle, a recently painted house caught my eye. Hover over either gallery photo for a description. Click on either image for an enlarged slide show. Two recently…

Rest in peace, my sweet middle sister Frannie

When the phone buzzes at work a couple of times in a row with voice messages from your baby sister, you check it. When her concerned voice asks you to call her back immediately, you do. And then she has to tell you words a big brother doesn’t ever expect to hear. Our middle sister…

From Dinosaur to goats, there’s plenty for State Fair roamers to gawk at

Meet at the Regional Market parking lot for the bus to the State Fair, my dear wife Karen and I agreed before we left for work. And then when I pulled past the final Syracuse Chiefs baseball game of the year and to that handy, dandy satellite parking destination that we’ve been using for more…

The young and the formerly Beach Boys at the New York State Fair

The New York State Fair is always a place for all ages, even when they open the gates for free for those over 60 on one of their senior days. That was the case Monday when my dear wife Karen and I took our one trip this summer of 2016. That’s when we were free…

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…

Does the world need a pretty good movie about Roberto Duran?

No question that Roberto Duran, he of the Hands of Stone, was one of the best fighters in the world, the scrappy soul from Panama who threw his first professional punch in 1968 and remained relevant in the ring way into the 1990s. The man could hit. That’s evident in the tale of his life…

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…

Catching some monster shots at the Pokemon Safari

My job at the Liverpool Public Library took me to a Pokemon Safari at Onondaga Lake Park this week. While the patrons chased the little monsters on their smart phones, I chased the best photos I could find. (Videos, too, and I think I came up with a pretty good one riding the conference bike…