No Control

Last week I wrote that maybe I’d become desensitized to crossing bridges because I wasn’t feeling the nervousness I normally had when driving over long, high bridges like the Whitestone and the Throgs Neck.  Of course, being a passenger is different and currently I don’t have the wherewithal to  attempt the driving.  I don’t know … Continue reading No Control

To the Beach

I live on Long Island where the beaches are beautiful.  My town's beaches are north on the Sound and uncrowded, quaint and picturesque.  You look across harbors and bays to other villages and can watch sailboats and pleasure boats coming and going.  To the south, the beaches are on the Atlantic Ocean and pretty typical … Continue reading To the Beach