I used to enjoy going to the symphony. But I don’t go anymore. My mother and I are afraid to show our faces, because we managed to cause a scene at a performance of the Illinois Philharmonic Orchestra at Governors … Continue reading
Mike Pontillo
Today is my 42nd birthday, and there’s a place that I’d like very much to celebrate it, but I am unable to do so. I have written in this space before about my little sister Nicole, the Irish dancer, who … Continue reading
One of the advantages of being an old fart is that it gives you perspective on how things change over time. One of the disadvantages is that nobody wants you to share that perspective with them. I can remember when … Continue reading
Last night I was driving home from my sister’s house. It was a bitterly cold night, three degrees and dropping, and I had about forty miles to drive. I thought I might like a hot cup of coffee in the … Continue reading
As I approach the age of 42, I am finally coming to grips with the fact that I can no longer eat the same sort of junk food that I’ve enjoyed all my life. I have come to this conclusion … Continue reading