With the Patch, you get what you pay for. Which is even less than the weekly Independent. In truth, though, all of the local news coverage has either withered, deteriorated or entirely gone away. Shoe leather is no longer expended; instead it's smart phone pictures of adolescents dressed for their prom arriving in antique cars. Six months later and it has yet to be reported the Unitarian Church bought the adjacent Dangler funeral home property and is set to expand.
A diligent reporter would, for starters, subscribe to every church and synagogue's weekly or monthly newsletter. Oh, for Norman Rauscher and the Summit Herald. Now the Bank Street building no longer even bears the Herald name.
In which a suburban native son, a citizen born of East Summit's Deantown, now an older suburban father, now a daily traveler on the old Morris & Essex, returns to the western reaches of Union County and offers discursive ramblings after a 30-year sojourn away in Gotham, Europe and Asia.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Love Poem (1)
Dear dear Nancy Dann
You befriended me, and helped upend a life
Your kindness and grace
Helped save a soul like me
You are like Charles Foster Kane's Rosebud, sprung to life
Young, beautiful, thoughtful, vibrant
A teacher
Somewhere, your story is out there
And though I may never find it
How did the rest of your life go?
I hope you found happiness
Your smile lit the sky, and the world dissolved
deserved to find it
You befriended me, and helped upend a life
Your kindness and grace
Helped save a soul like me
You are like Charles Foster Kane's Rosebud, sprung to life
Young, beautiful, thoughtful, vibrant
A teacher
Somewhere, your story is out there
And though I may never find it
How did the rest of your life go?
I hope you found happiness
Your smile lit the sky, and the world dissolved
deserved to find it
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