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Fountains of Wayne

My former co-worker and great friend, Wayne Persing, has retired. Wayne and I worked alongside each other at my old job at First Generation for eleven years. When I arrived, Wayne commandeered the...

Twenty years ago

As I remember it, I was driving north on I-287 in New Jersey, going to work, and it was a spectacular day … similar to a couple of the days we had this week … just perfect weather. I was listening to...

My Ned Beatty Brush with greatness

In another life I was a cook at a restaurant in Allentown called Murphy’s—a middling restaurant masquerading as a high-class establishment. (I worked in the kitchen. I saw the shady things that...

David Beedle Questions Himself

It is 5:15AM. Whitehall Pennsylvania is quiet. Snow blankets the ground, as it has for most of the winter. There is no traffic, car or foot. I suppose I might hear the trucks lumbering down MacArthur...

Did I say February? What I meant was…

I think I’ve just about got this figured out. If you are a lowly one-man-band, publishing on-line, you must wait until the almighty Amazon (trademark; registration mark; official branding; all...

One year on…

It is one year since my family lost our mother. Her loss, after an incredibly full and wonderfully lived life, is made even more impactful to me — one year later — by what transpired in the year...

A Book Trailer. Really.

January 8. Well, 2021 has had an unfortunate beginning, hasn’t it?  In an attempt to bring a bit of fun into an exasperating last couple of days, I have decided not to let the madness in our nation’s...