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I graduated from the
only college that won the NIT and NCCA basketball tournaments in the same
year but more importantly than that-Jonas Salk who helped rid some of the
world of polio with his vaccine was also given the
opportunity to contribute
to Mankind and graduated from the same NYC school that's called in some
circles: "The
poor man's Harvard".
This and the fact that there was a place of higher learning that indeed
gave every race,
nationality and creed
an opportunity to play in the game of sculpting a better world gives me
greater joy.
To use a lame analogy:
I was a pretty good ballplayer in my day: I could hit singles, doubles
and triples and
sometimes home runs!
I hit balls for fly outs or ground outs and sometimes I even struck out!
That's how I feel
like a writer-no more
no less.
I have been fortunate
to have had stories published in the USA, Greece, India, Scotland, Ireland,
England , Canada
and Singapore; many
of which were literary magazines. I live among the Litchfield Hills with
the ghosts of Mark
Twain in the east,
Harriet Beecher Stowe on the west and John Brown to the north. I live in
a simpler place in time, with a beautiful wife who treats me well and waits
for me to return from my imaginary meandering and WE both helped-- I swears
to God!--in bringing three sort of nice kids, a boy and two girls, into
this tumultuous world of
whom we are very proud
and I hope they find a loved one as good as the one who helped me become
a writer.