In March of 1992, Gail “dragged” me, kicking and screaming, to look at a community in the Poconos called Buck Hill Falls. When some friends suggested we consider renting there for the summer, my response was, “I’ve been to the Poconos and I’m not going back”. Well, Gail prevailed, and we made the 2 hour drive from Brooklyn on a cold, rainy Sunday in March. We left I-80 near Stroudsburg, and drove through the Poconos I remembered. A little run down and dirty, a lot tacky. I kept complaining that it was a waste of time; that is until we drove under a stone bridge at the entrance of the…

My step-mom, Ellaine, passed away two weeks ago from complications due to Covid. Both she and my dad (whom you may recall is 100) tested positive for Covid a little over three weeks ago. Needless to say, it has been difficult to concentrate on anything else during this time, and writing posts about fun adventures just didn’t seem that important. Hence our absence from the blogosphere for a while. Ellaine was my step-mom for almost 48 years. My mom passed away when I was 45. I was blessed to have two moms. The “step” prefix for one was irrelevant. Ellaine changed my life for the better in so many ways,…

Is it possible? Have we really been publishing this blog for a year? It’s true. We published Post #1 on November 14, 2019. In some ways, the time since then has flown by. In others, it has been the longest twelve months we have ever experienced. Despite all that has transpired in 2020, we have made the best of a horrible situation. We managed our regular program of adventures until mid-March (interrupted only by my torn hamstring), and while our behavior obviously changed from then on, we carefully moved ahead and managed to squeeze in some more adventuring, safely so far, and staying connected with all of you through Senior Ripper…

Since we last posted, it looks like we’ll have a new president. What better tine to talk about new beginnings. I’m Medicare minus 3 months. I could probably do an entire post on that process, but I won’t. Instead, coming of Medicare age brings to mind retirement. To me, they should go hand-in-hand, but that remains to be seen. There was talk of my retiring last January 1. I moved my law practice to a larger firm in August of 2019, with the intent of ultimately having them take over my practice. When, I do not know, but it’s getting closer. What does retirement mean to me? Again, that remains…