Author Archives: Jim

Why I Am Not Going To Summer Camp This Year

Posted on October 13, 2011 by Jim

Let’s be clear on this.  They can’t make me! If I have to I will remain in this bathroom forever.  I will turn off all the lights.  I will grab the plush bath towels taken from the Connaught Hotel in … Continue reading →

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The Landing

Posted on October 13, 2011 by Jim

I pressed my nose and hands to the glass, unconcerned by the finger prints and nose shmears left behind.  Yes.  It was good to be a kid on Alston Avenue in the Winston household where a smudge here or there … Continue reading →

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Reason #5 Not to Move to Atlanta (or the reason why Sherman put the city to the torch)

Posted on October 13, 2011 by Jim

Atlanta: home to Vito Goldberg’s Pizzeria, and home to the “Dirty Diaper Pie.” Made on a caraway pizza crust, a tasty tomato pie, topped with homemade chopped chicken liver, onions and crisp bacon. Wash it down with an ice cold … Continue reading →

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Mama Mia, That’s a Spicy Meatball!

Posted on May 10, 2011 by Jim

What could I do?  Is it a crime to laugh?  OK, so I was by myself… sort of.  I was in Norwalk’s TD North Bank to take care of a couple of things.  Just one person standing at the teller’s … Continue reading →

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