Every once in a while I’m given to posting some short stories, mostly personal and about my time growing up on Long Island in the 50’s and 60’s. By most measures my childhood was normal and an altogether wholesome experience, at least for me. I can’t speak for my brother or the rest of my family. I hope you enjoy my little slices of Long Island life. If you do, let me know…it’s always nice to now if someone read and even more importantly enjoyed my offerings. If you didn’t, I’d like to know that as well. Life is a constant learning experience, and I appreciate any help I can get along the way.