How can a loving father review a play written and produced by one of his children?
I gave myself this extremely arduous and demanding task after attending the opening performance of Clemenza and Tessio Are Dead at The Shell Theater at 300 West 43rd Street.
According to my son Gregg Greenberg, the playwright, it is a comedy-drama parody of the movie The Godfather. Two of the soldiers of the Don Corleone Mafia family are discussing their prospects in a world that is changing, and they are two dinosaurs of a past life.
Because of the response to our column on movies, I realize we have many film buffs out there. This column will bring back memories of some not-so-popular movies. The selection had no particular genre or theme in mind, only terrific and almost forgotten films.
How many do you remember?
Do you remember the deprecating put-down by W.C. Fields of the city of Brotherly Love? “Last week I traveled to Philadelphia, but it was closed.” Not very nice!
Teen-agers enjoy a good “fight” with adults who do not feel a need to dominate and are willing to listen. As children progress from the “earthbound” quality of concrete thinking to the “intergalactic” quality of complex thinking, they become capable of formulating contrary-to-fact-hypotheses, of leaping with their minds here, there and everywhere. Herein lays the source of teen-agers’ growing ability and fervor for challenging others’ ideas, beliefs and values and for engaging in furious debate, often to the dismay of parents, teachers and other adults.
As we all learned in elementary school, the first Thanksgiving holiday set the tone for centuries to come. During the initial winter that the Pilgrims spent in Plymouth, Massasoit, the leader of the Wampanoag tribe, donated food stores to the settlers. In turn, the Pilgrims invited members of the tribe to a three-day feast after their first harvest in 1621.
I do not text message!
I have no iPod!
I haven’t yet figured out Facebook or Craig’s List!
This past Wednesday I did my duty!
I traveled to Staten Island to tidy up and say a few prayers at my parents’ graves. Refreshing my bonds with my mother and father is always pleasurable and meaningful to me. No matter what is done, the weeds keep coming in and popping up, uninvited on the gravesite.
From September through early November at the Fire Island Hawk Watch, migrating raptors are counted daily and the data is eventually shared with researchers worldwide. I go once a week, but not just to help spot and identify birds. I go for the excitement, the feast of images and for the moments when the words “this is why I come,” ring silently in my head.
Today, I would like to discuss a topic near and dear to the hearts of citizens over 60. It is the subject of PILLS. You know, those little, expensive things you buy at CVS and swallow every morning upon awakening and before you put on your pajamas in the evening.
In Francesca Carlow, who is running for State Senate in the 6th District on Long Island, we have a very unique candidate. She is your “everyday woman,” who got involved because she thought she found a better way to help her community. Francesca is running without the backing of either party and is running as an independent Democrat. She is so independent that Bill Murphy of Newsday wrote of her “… if Carlow can beat Hannon, the senate would have a new member beholden to neither party,” (Newsday, Sept. 2.)
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