My Last Hours with my Father
He struggled to lift his arm and place his hand over my badge. At about three o’clock in the morning, I decided to visit him in the hospital. He was seventy-nine years old and he would die in three hours. I was on my way home from a late night at work, still in...
Life Through the Eyes of a Toddler
Greetings everyone. Please see the two photos of Lia, Joey and I in the window in my living room, looking out to the ocean. In one of the photos Lia was maybe 1 1/2 years old. The one where she is pointing off to the right was taken a couple of weeks ago. When I...
And now I am a Mom.
We all remember the brutal and senseless assassination of NYPD Detectives Wenjian Liu and Rafael Ramos on December 20, 2014. We have since learned of the amazing forethought Sanny Liu had while in the state of shock she was in at the hospital that day. On July 25,...
The September 11th anniversary approaches
Hello everyone. Each year as the September 11th anniversary approaches I notice myself keeping that emotional door shut and not giving it as much thought as maybe I need to. And each year there is something a day or two before that breaks that door wide open. It...
Uncle Louie
Today we celebrated my uncle Louie Schlifstein‘s 106th birthday. Louie is not a blood relative but my sisters and I grew up calling him “Uncle Louie.” Louie was an NYPD sergeant and he retired in 1962. My father, a 71 Precinct cop from 1943 to 1966, often had his...
Where It Began
So this is where it all began, for me. I grew up in Old Mill Basin, 5306 Avenue L. I happen to be in the area yesterday so I decided to take this photo. It evoke a number of memories, of course. One I would like to share is when I was about six years old my father...
Perspective
Hello everyone. I thought I would share some of a chat that we had with the server at dinner last night. A bubbly and upbeat person, she was very open to conversation, so much so that I wondered whether or not other people in the restaurant were waiting for their...
My Last Hours with my Father
He struggled to lift his arm and place his hand over my badge. At about three o’clock in the morning, I decided to visit him in the hospital. He was seventy-nine years old and he would die in three hours. I was on my way home from a late night at work, still in...
Life Through the Eyes of a Toddler
Greetings everyone. Please see the two photos of Lia, Joey and I in the window in my living room, looking out to the ocean. In one of the photos Lia was maybe 1 1/2 years old. The one where she is pointing off to the right was taken a couple of weeks ago. When I...
And now I am a Mom.
We all remember the brutal and senseless assassination of NYPD Detectives Wenjian Liu and Rafael Ramos on December 20, 2014. We have since learned of the amazing forethought Sanny Liu had while in the state of shock she was in at the hospital that day. On July 25,...
The September 11th anniversary approaches
Hello everyone. Each year as the September 11th anniversary approaches I notice myself keeping that emotional door shut and not giving it as much thought as maybe I need to. And each year there is something a day or two before that breaks that door wide open. It...
Uncle Louie
Today we celebrated my uncle Louie Schlifstein‘s 106th birthday. Louie is not a blood relative but my sisters and I grew up calling him “Uncle Louie.” Louie was an NYPD sergeant and he retired in 1962. My father, a 71 Precinct cop from 1943 to 1966, often had his...
Where It Began
So this is where it all began, for me. I grew up in Old Mill Basin, 5306 Avenue L. I happen to be in the area yesterday so I decided to take this photo. It evoke a number of memories, of course. One I would like to share is when I was about six years old my father...
Perspective
Hello everyone. I thought I would share some of a chat that we had with the server at dinner last night. A bubbly and upbeat person, she was very open to conversation, so much so that I wondered whether or not other people in the restaurant were waiting for their...