Posts by author: Frank Z

Through friends, Annette and I attended a story reading series called Spark Off Rose at Theatre Palisades a couple weeks ago. Each month the Spark producing team chooses seven storytellers to write and read true stories from their lives inspired by the current Spark theme. In their words: Spark has cultivated an intimate, authentic space […]

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Essentially, I’d like a Trader Joe’s Associate to take me by the hand (metaphorically of course…unless it’s Sheryl at the Woodland Hills store, then literally) and with her I want to buy every single item in the Fearless Flyer. Every. Single. One. Sheryl and I could start in produce. Or wines. Or cheeses. Wherever she […]

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The Other Side Of The Street

September 28, 2015 by

Nettie and I moved out of our house this past week, and a contractor crew of painters took the field. We moved in with our neighbors across the street, neighbors we’ve known for nearly forty years. Great friends, generous people, and fellow travelers in the sweep of life that began with sharing the experiences of […]

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Who Steals Forks? And Why?

September 14, 2015 by

Maybe the answer to one of the questions of the title is the answer to the other. But first, here’s what happened. I went to Pier 1 Imports on Thursday afternoon to pick up a replacement for a leather chair we bought a few years ago when we were still transiting back and forth to […]

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The Bridge To Somewhere

August 30, 2015 by

Metaphors can surprise you…at least in my head. They come to my mind quickly, often rivetingly. And they linger. That’s what happened last Monday at 8:30 a.m. when I saw my dentist pull out the broken three-tooth bridge from my back molars. Yikes! Maybe it had something to do with the nitrous oxide I was […]

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A couple weeks ago, I was in Los Gatos, California, and I got to shooting off my mouth to my twin second cousins about how great a movie Jaws is. They’re 15 year-old boys, Ian & Josh, the children of my wife’s first cousin Mark and his wife Jane. The kids were patient and let […]

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It’s been a wonderful and tragic couple of weeks, which, as most of you know, is how life gets stitched together…the good, the bad, the shallow, the profound…all of it jumbled yet fused somehow to chart our time here on this little blue ball in the great big blue sky. Today, at the end of […]

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You know the problem…low water pressure, rusty water in your glass, a leak in the attic dripping down through a light fixture onto the bathroom floor, the rattling and chugging sounds as the water heater struggles to deliver hot water to your shower. Or maybe you don’t know the problem…yet…but if you live long enough […]

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The Ring On My Finger

May 31, 2015 by

In 1970, I worked at a record store/head shop called Auditory Odyssey, which I thought was a pretty cool name for the record part of the business. I remember LPs sold for $2.98 when I started. About a year later, they crept up to $3.75 or more. I was in college then and in love. […]

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I’ve visited many cities in my life…magnificently beautiful cities such as Rome and Florence, Madrid and London, or my favorite, the jewel of Paris. I’ve walked through impressively monolithic cities such as Beijing and Berlin and New York City. I’ve strolled through delicately crafted cities such as Siena, Italy or Geneva, Switzerland or Coimbra, Portugal. […]

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