Posts Tagged ‘The People in My Neighborhood’
The People in My Neighborhood: MFAland
I love sport. I love doing it, training for it. I love introducing friends to it. I love race day. I love the pre-race energy; I love the random camaraderie that springs up on the course. (People ask how you’re doing; people help each other with transition areas; [Read More]
7×7=one grateful blogger
Awhile ago, my Whidbey colleague Charlotte Morganti nominated me for a 7×7 link award! I wish I knew what the origins of this award was, but more important, I’m just happy that I’m getting an award! It’s my first! Also, one thing about Charlotte, [Read More]
The People in My Neighborhood: In Memoriam, Chris Hondros
I’m still pretty shaken up by the death of Getty Images photographer Chris Hondros. When I met him, I was a fairly good way through my short-lived freelance editorial career, and, arguably, at the peak of it. I was a contributing editor for Hooked on the Outdoors [Read More]
Kickstart My Heart
Last night, one of the students in the class I’m teaching on the essay wrote about one of the moments that she’ll never forget in her life. She relived the two days leading up to her wedding, and how special they were, in part because of her father’s [Read More]
The People in My Neighborhood: The Track Rats
These are people in my literal neighborhood, not people in my imaginary neighborhood. I know a couple people already, like the crossing guard who says hello to Sprocket every morning (she says it makes her day) and the woman with the delicate Italian greyhound who plays [Read More]
The People in My Neighborhood: The Big Dogs
Why do we have friends? Do we keep them around to prevent from being lonely? Do we have them because they make us laugh? Is it because they keep us sane? Because they bolster us? I think all of my friends are incredible people. They’re all beautiful and they all have [Read More]
The People in My Neighborhood: The Guardian
Ricardo Pierre isn’t someone I’m likely to ever encounter again. I’ve only ever spent a couple of weeks in his company. I only have a few decent photos of him, and I had to poach one of those from someone else. And yet, I’d trust him with my life. I [Read More]
The People in My Neighborhood: The Planner
Sometimes, you meet people in one capacity, and you never think that you’ll see them in other capacities. Sometimes our friends are silo’ed. They stay in their individual little places. We call them when we want specific things: I have friends I got out Drinking [Read More]
The People in My Neighborhood: The Cyclist
I still remember the first time I ever saw Aileen outside of our usual haunts. We were both on the Upper West Side. She had a plastic carrier bag in one hand and was standing in front of a plate-glass window looking at some clothing items. The shop was Clothingline, when [Read More]
The People In My Neighborhood: The Teacher
Almost at the bottom of my second cup of coffee. In accordance with my self-imposed rule of posting more than once a month on this thing, here’s a series of posts about the past week and the people in it. But really, it’s about the varied people in my life, and [Read More]
