New York is the true City of Light in any season.

...Pomeranians speak only to Poodles and Poodles speak only to God.

I was on the high school track team, believe it or not, and played baseball, poorly but passionately.

Thanks to the Interstate Highway System, it is now possible to travel across the country from coast to coast without seeing anything.

I would love to write something that people would still read 50 or 100 years from now. That comes with growing older, I think.

And still I wander, seeking compensation in unforseen encounters and unexpected sights, in sunsets, storms and passing fancies.

To read the papers and to listen to the news... one would think the country is in terrible trouble. You do not get that impression when you travel the back roads and the small towns do care about their country and wish it well.