A Late Evening Walk At Vanderbilt Mansion

Yesterday evening my wife and I took the kids for a late evening walk on the grounds of the Vanderbilt Mansion in Hyde Park, NY, somewhere we frequented while I attended the nearby Culinary Institute of America. This was such a place of healing and relaxation while I had the stress of school those 20…

Flash Back Friday – Unsupported

Originally posted JANUARY 26, 2011 When I first was diagnosed with sarcoidosis, my doctor suggested I join a sarcoidosis support group. I never did. Then when I discovered I had heart failure, my cardiologist suggest I join a heart failure support group. I never did. Then when I discovered I had pulmonary hypertension, the manufacturer…

Answering The Award

I recently received a nomination from a fellow blogger J. Gi Federizo over at The End Justifies The Means for a blog award called the Liebster. I am flattered and honored when someone acknowledges my blog for an award, and as always, very appreciative. The awards usually require you to single out about ten other…

Flashback Friday – The Case Of The Disappearing Blogger

Originally posted January 19, 2011 The Case Of The Disappearing Blogger One thing about following a blog that is written by a person with a chronic illness is that one day that blog may just stop. One last entry and nothing more.

Plane, Trains And Sneezing People!

“AH-CHOO”! I hear it behind me, in front of me, at the side of me and instantly I hold my breath and go the opposite direction as fast as I can. That's easy enough when I am in a supermarket or out in the open. But what can I do when I am in a…

Sunday Thought ……..

Originally posted on 3rdnlong:
” The task of any Religion is NOT to tell us who we are entitled to hate BUT to teach us who we are required to love!”

Stuff Happens. Just Take It In Stride And Smile

I just finished the best vacation I ever had, a week in sunny beautiful Southern California. The entire time we were there we continued to live in east coast time to keep with my medicine schedule, which worked out perfectly. We decided to take the red eye home, leaving CA at midnight eastern time, getting…

Fells Like Home, Again

In June 1981, as a wide eyed 19 year old on his first trip to the U.S., I walked out of the PanAm terminal at JFK International Airport Into the cool night air of New York City and got into my brother's car and drove to his apartment in the Bronx for what would be…