THE CONFESSION 1945 – In Connecticut, almost six years of age, I was being ‘trained’ to be a good Roman Catholic boy.  One part of that training was studying the Latin necessary to serve mass as an altar boy.  Another part was to ‘go to confession’ and recite my sins to a priest sitting in a [...]

Reader's Note:  Having relived this story a few hundred times over the years, I still laugh every time.  Then a question arises, given that the big sin had already been committed, the big sin of being late to God’s House (because that sneaky god had tested us with perfect snow).  The question arises what could I [...]

SEPARATION AT THIRTEEN Traveling with a friend, talking of many diverse topics.   She asked me about the bravest thing I had ever done.  Not knowing the bravest thing I had ever done, I did know when I had been the most scared.  Having thought about that, my answer went something like this. It had to do [...]

CATECHISM CATACLYSM – A Tough Time - Optimum Outcome Reader’s Note:  This essay (with a few minor changes) first appeared in Chapter 15 of SCOOT ACROSS THE USA, my account of a 1960 zig- zag trek across much of the US on a Lambretta Motor Scooter.  It appears in the blog section of my website: www.rosano.org [...]

BICYCLE TRIALS They were almost 5 years old.  All three of them.  My triplet sons and It Was Time ... time to learn to ride a bicycle. Twenty years before, when I was in my twenties, I lived where the neighbors were of all colors, from all economic conditions, and of various educational levels.  I was [...]

SUPERMAN & ME Traveling across the USA in 1960 on a 1959 Lambretta motor scooter (similar to the more famous Vespa).  I stopped at the library in London, Kentucky where there were a number of books featuring American Frontier hero, Daniel Boone.  He was an extraordinary hunter, explorer, soldier and woodsman.  The number of stories featuring [...]

COFFEE AND ME Yesterday I posted, on Facebook, an image of a mosaic entitled RESEARCH.  In the comments I mentioned I would try to discuss the coffee cup appearing in the scene. Thirty years ago, during my annual physical examination at the doctor’s office, he casually asked me how many cups of coffee I drank each [...]

WORLD WAR II - RECOLLECTIONS OF A CHILD   Born May 1939, a year or two before the US entered World War II as an active participant, and as a consequence I have little to recall until 1942. I was aware however, that a lot of men were fighting somewhere – a place called Europe, and [...]

IMPORTANT TIMES WITH MOM – A MATTER OF PERSPECTIVE My parents lived in Connecticut and were married for seven decades.   My father, so intelligent and kind and patient, was an absolute prince.  Everybody loved my Dad … little kids, the very old, the neighbor’s dog, the other neighbor’s rabbit.  Any creature with a heartbeat just gravitated [...]

Take a peek at this.  Interesting process which I'll talk about soon.   https://youtu.be/wDZDWSavFzg