“It doesn’t make sense. I mean what happened. It had nothing to do with the Clutters. They never hurt me. They just happened to be there. I thought Mr. Clutter was a very nice gentleman… I thought so right up to the time I cut his throat.” – Perry Smith from Truman Capote’s In Cold Blood
I took this photo several years ago. While some details have changed (the abandoned diner is no longer there, for one) the underlying reality of what this illustrates remains sadly the same. You still see the disenfranchised, disposed and dispirited milling about as you drive through this section of (more…)
For many years the clock buttressing the Colgate factory in downtown Jersey City was the sole impressive sight when folks in Manhattan looked across the river towards New Jersey. Over the past 25 years or so that has changed with the construction of looming (more…)
It’s a lovely evening and I thought you might enjoy a snack. So, enjoy!
The Queen Victoria
Cape May is famous for its historic, gingerbread houses. Originally private homes, many have been converted to Bed & Breakfast inns. You can’t help but feel as if you’ve stumbled into a fairy tale when you stroll around. It really is something special. Here’s a small taste of what the town has to offer. (more…)
I’ve tagged along with the lovely Ms. Trask to the southernmost southern part of New Jersey while she attends a conference. We’re camped in the pretty town of Cape May which has the distinction of being designated a National Historic Landmark. Not just a few of the cool buildings, of which there are plenty. The entire freakin’ town. So while she is (more…)
I took the day off and went with a buddy to Morristown, a small city in northern New Jersey, camera in hand. Here’s a small taste of what we saw.
"Patriot's Farewell" is a statue in the Morristown Green paying tribute to the New Jersey Militia and families whose sacrifices created a strong and enduring nation.
This is the perfect time of the year for the beach. The crowds are elsewhere, not particularly interested in land’s end if they can’t lie on the sand and soak up the sun. Not especially intrigued since the carnival attractions remain (more…)
#10 Columbia Trail
Yesterday Red, the lovely Ms. Trask, my sister and her handsome brood spent part of the afternoon walking along the Columbia Trail in northern Jersey. It was my sis’ suggestion, a way to get out and enjoy the weather, threatening as it was. She and her running coven regularly (more…)
Trask Avenue 