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Potato Pancakes For Everybody

December 10, 2023

All the comforts of home greet me when I open my eyes. The other day from under the warmth of the thick blue comforter I saw thin snow fall past the open white bedroom window shutters. I heard geese honking their way south like a symphony playing melodious notes from Hyden’s Trumpet Concerto. Official winter […]

Nothing to Kill or Die For

December 8, 2023

Forty-three years ago tonight, having just put four quarters in the jukebox, I’m standing alone at the end of the G-Man bar listening to the Beatles. I drove the 23 miles from Harrisburg to Carlisle, Pennsylvania because I knew the guy tending bar and had nowhere else in particular to go. Lost and wandering, I’m […]

No Beginning and No End

December 7, 2023

My biggest lesson after decades of learning and practicing aikido is how to adapt to a changing environment. Attackers can come out of nowhere. So can friends. I met peace and harmony master Kazukai Tanahashi almost 30 years ago during a brushwork weekend he taught at Zen Mountain Monastery near Mt. Tremper, New York. Our […]

No Soup for You

December 6, 2023

Chopping carrots to make “Zuppa Corbette” last night, I realized that unlike hundreds of thousands of displaced people in Gaza I actually had carrots. That morning, as I do each morning, I watched the BBC on television for the latest news from Gaza. Horrific images flashed in my head, distracting me from making my nice […]

How High Can You Fly?

December 5, 2023

It’s 6:59 a.m. in Scranton. Sliced crimson sky the color of ketchup on my breakfast eggs greets me this morning. I’m listening to Eric Burdon and War. San Francisco nights give cover to the sky pilot flying high above Monterrey. My mother bought me the painted ceramic statuette pictured in this post when I graduated […]

The Outlaw Steve Corbett ink splotch