Lacunae Musing

Ann and I once again boarded the New Haven train to NYC, this time to see Hamilton . It’s everything that has been written and said...

While An American in Paris transported me to post War II Paris, the glorious Gershwin music brought me back to a New York of another t...

One of the books that I squirreled away on the boat some time ago for ”summer reading” was Anita Shreve’s Fortune’s Rocks .   I keep ...

Last Sunday we ventured into the city to see An American in Paris .   Jonathan saw the preview in Paris of all places and gave us ample...