Sunday, August 2, 2015


Just a Saturday overnight trip to The Berkshires, but I got to see FRANKIE AND JOHNNY AT THE CLAIR DE LUNE at The Berkshire Theater Festival in Stockbridge, under the direction of Karen Allen, another stage triumph as a director for my old friend.

And I got to see old friends I hadn't seen in a while and catch up on their lives and those of their loved ones, and see my Godson who lives up there and has made a life for himself, and I got to make some new friends and do my best to be present for all of it.

And I got to see my oldest son Miles play bass with Jordan Weller and The Feathers at The Gypsy Joynt in Great Barrington for one of the tightest and most driving sets ever, making the joint explode with dancing and cheering and just move-to-the-music energy, including mine.

And I got to see my grandson, whose badly broken arm from a skateboarding accident needed surgery earlier in the week to fix with a plate and screws, already healing and taking it all with his usual humor and aplomb just days before his seventeenth birthday.

Life has its challenges and set backs, and definitely its disappointments but it also has it triumphs and blessings and grace, for which I am eternally grateful, even in the times when I'm not, because I know the power of gratitude-no-matter-what.

Saturday, August 1, 2015


I know there's a lot of reasons a lot of people have for not liking Woody Allen, but as I've probably said on this blog before, I've never seen a movie of his I didn't get something out of, and sometimes I got a lot.  His latest, IRRATIONAL MAN, isn't his best by far, but it still was a satisfying movie experience for me.

Set on a college campus it deals with a lot of the stock characters movies in that setting usually present, but as always, Allen has his own take that makes the setting seem newly analyzed through both the humorous and the tragic scenes.

The acting, as always in any Allen film, is a treat to watch, with Joaquin Phoenix, Emma Stone and the always uniquely compelling Parker Posey leading the way. If you hate Woody skip it, but if you appreciate his mastery with set ups and writing and casting, you might find it a worthwhile diversion. I did.

Thursday, July 30, 2015


Theresa Harris and Barbara Stanwyck in BABY FACE long before I was even born
Sophia Loren and Jayne Mansfield in 1950s Hollywood (my teen years)
My oldest brother, Father Campion, talking to my Irish immigrant Grandma Lally (my American-born maternal Grandma Dempsey behind him) with some cousins sitting smoking on the couch c. 1954
My older son Miles eating an ice cream cone beside his big sister Caitlin c. 1971 DC
Tim Dlugos (with beer can), Bill Holland and ? [Marianne La Roche] in DC c. 1974
Berry Berenson probably in the 1980s when I knew her in L.A. (she later died on one of the planes that crashed into the Twin Towers)
my youngest son Flynn and my grandson behind him c. 2006? NYC
Nikki Nash and Janet Kirker posing for ? in LA c. 2007?
Ted Greenwald and Charles Bernstein snapped by Star Black NYC c. 2007?
Jeanne Donohue and Susan Brennan c. 2010? NJ

Wednesday, July 29, 2015


[Could this be one reason why his popularity has dropped among conservative Catholics and other conservative Christians?]

Tuesday, July 28, 2015


This is my great nephew Timmy, well he's great but he's also the son of one of my late brothers' sons making him my great-nephew. He moved to Hollywood (well, West Hollywood) several years ago to pursue his dream of doing comedy including writing's one of his recent Youtube videos...(the accent by the way is Maryland, where my late brother moved to for work and raised his family there)...