Mr. Nolan awaited with at least a challenge a day

The kids go back to school today in my home New York state. Pull out the notebooks, pens, folders. You do still use notebooks, pens and folders in this digital age, students? Get ready for those butterflies in the stomach as you prepare to walk into a new classroom to be greeted by a different…

A throwback to what made my father happy

One look at this photo, and memories of what brought my father Frank joy smack me in the back of the head. Yeah, sometimes he’d do that, too, figuratively, with just one of his parental death stares. But not when we were tooling around the village of Stony Brook. Our father was proud of this…

I fondly remember The Snurfer, that early yellow snowboard

I was a pioneer in the snowboarding movement. This I discovered yesterday, when my sister Fran started a look-back Facebook thread because they were expected a good bit of snow on Long Island. Our neighbors two doors down on the Suffolk County hill that cascaded on our suburban street, the Carrs, chipped in with memories…