School trip to Ellis Island.

Lots of craziness with the 3rd graders!

Morgan and I had a great time
She was amazed and appreciative of the fact that her great grandmother
went through this ordeal.

Bushkill Falls

I hiked these trails!

Nushkill falls

My birthday cake,
Made out of meatloaf, cheese and mash potatoes!
Perfect.

"From our birthday, until we die,

Is but the winking of an eye."

William Butler Yeats


"No wise man ever wished to be younger."

Jonathan Swift



"Getting old ain't for sissies."

Betty Davis


When I was younger,

I could remember anything,

whether it happened or not.

Mark Twain

Fall Vs. Summer

A long exposure of an airplane takeoff

If you had visited Coral Castle 60 years ago, you would have been greeted enthusiastically by a man weighing a mere 100 pounds and standing just over 5 feet tall. He would have asked you for ten cents admission and introduced you to his fantasy world carved out of stone.

As you moved around his rock garden and the significance of each piece was explained, you could not help but notice the great pride Ed Leedskalnin took in his work.

Since it is documented that no one ever witnessed Ed's labor in building his rock gate park, some say he had supernatural powers. Ed would only say that he knew the secrets used to build the ancient pyramids and if he could learn them, you could too!

Coral castle

He who has a why to live can bear almost any how.


The Nietzsche Family Circus pairs a randomized Family Circus cartoon with a randomized Friedrich Nietzsche quote.

Neil's Chess Page

Neil's Chess Page: "World Chess Championship Resumes But Toiletgate Row Rumbles on"

“The human mind is not capable of grasping the Universe. We are like a little child entering a huge library. The walls are covered to the ceilings with books in many different tongues. The child knows that someone must have written these books. It does not know who or how. It does not understand the languages in which they are written. But the child notes a definite plan in the arrangement of the books—a mysterious order which it does not comprehend, but only dimly suspects.” —Albert Einstein