PIPEinArgentina.com

Day two of my mother and sister’s visitation begins with normal strokes. The rain is attacking still, so we decide to postpone our Colonia adventure until Thursday. I take them to Recoleta to see the cemetery. But before we do anything, we deicide to have coffee at the Old Man’s Café. [...]

[Read more →]

My grandmother has this way of saying things that makes me laugh. She has this way of saying things that makes everybody laugh. For example, if you ask her a question that she doesn’t know the answer to, she says, “I don’t know the hell.” Of course, when you point this [...]

[Read more →]

My absence from the quarters of Old Mill Road has, unquestioningly, sent my family whirling into a frenzy of precarious domesticity. Well, maybe it has always been this way. With the recent installation of video conferencing equipment, it’s nice to watch life unfolding there, and except for a few railing installations and my father’s unique [...]

[Read more →]

How It All Began
T and I first met playing forth grade intramural basketball. In those days, practice was a grueling test of determination that involved competitive drills. Among them, the loose-ball-exercise became the quintessence of true grit.
Basically, coach would roll the ball on the gym floor, blow the whistle and a pair of [...]

[Read more →]

I don’t know why it is that siblings – to varying degrees – always exhibit shades of opposite behaviors. What forces of nature separate the do-gooders from the mischievous, the low-talkers from the loud-mouths, or the church-goers from the gamblers? Is there a scientific principle that for every child who is hailed for [...]

[Read more →]