The name of this blog…
…comes from a comment
attributed to photographer Walker Evans:
Stare. It is the way to educate your eye and more.
Die knowing something.
You are not here long.
Author Archives: JO
The jacket Buddy Rich admired wasn’t my first madras garment. Madras shorts and shirts came into my life in the early 1960s. In the spring of 1964, my last year in college at Columbia, I had a pair of Bermuda shorts that … Continue reading
I worked for the New York Daily News from mid-1970 to early 1977. The first four years, I was a writer and editor on the Telegraph Desk, which gathered national and international news, mainly from wire services, which once upon … Continue reading
The jazz drummer Buddy Rich was known to me mainly for his appearances on The Tonight Show With Johnny Carson, which I watched pretty devotedly in the early 1970s. (That’s a story in itself: I’d gotten my first television in 1972, … Continue reading
A short walk from our motel, which I think was in Kissimmee (which is fun to say, with the accent on the second syllable) was a mini-amusement park, with a ferris wheel and probably some rides I don’t remember. Lily … Continue reading
The wonderful movie, “The Florida Project,” directed by Sean Baker and written by Baker and Chris Bergoch, triggered memories of a trip Lily and I took to Disney World, near Orlando FL, in around 1990. She was 8 years old, in … Continue reading
Fredrik Ekelund writes of seeing on a street in Rio de Janeiro during the World Cup the Argentine soccer legend Diego Maradona, who starred in his country’s 1986 World Cup victory. Acknowledging that he’d been recognized, Maradona shook Ekelund’s outstretched … Continue reading
…that soon after she got her licence, I asked if she wanted me to join her on an errand, and she said, “No, thanks.”