Author Archives: Jim

The Lady Can Play the Fiddle

“I need some every day…” My good buddy Ray Bellaga just raised his right eyebrow. We were seated in the Adirondack chairs that were positioned near the weeping willow some fifty yards from his country cottage in Essex. He looked into … Continue reading →

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His Name Was Merwin

It caught me by surprise, too! Even as I sip my whisky here at Ash Creek, surrounded by familiar faces, I have to smile. I think back to another night, some thirty-two years ago, to another bar… Sinbad’s on the … Continue reading →

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Mommie Soph Returned

I love dreams. Even those that are based in anxiety have an extraordinary interest value to me. And full nightmares? Not a favorite; but also interesting. However, the dreams I treasure the most invariably involve visits from folks who have … Continue reading →

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Quod Erat Demonstrandum

“It’s your turn.” “OK. Let’s see… a Fascist Dictator, a Lerner and Lowe Musical & an ungulate.” Pardon me. I should explain. I have known Raymond Bellaga since we were little kids. Best friends. And that lasted thru my divorce, and Raymond marrying … Continue reading →

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