Category personal

What I Learned on 9/11

On September 11, 2001, I caught the last train into Manhattan (from Hoboken) and tried to go to work. This was a huge mistake, but I didn’t realize it until the police frantically cleared the PATH station when the train hit 33rd Street. I sat on the stoop of the comic store, waiting in vain for a […]

My New York Diary

I’m going up north, I’m going up north this fall. If my luck don’t change I won’t be back at all. I’ve lived in New York (or right outside, in Hoboken) for twenty-one years now, which is the longest I’ve ever lived anywhere. It’s a fine city, and I had some good times, but for reasons […]

How Not to Mug Yourself

In my younger and crazier days I used to fall prey periodically to a special variation of Pascal’s mugging (a term I had never heard at the time, of course). I would be seized with the thought that a random simple action — most often crossing the room and tapping the top of a clock […]