A window on my people

I never met James Gandolfini, but I am intimately acquainted with some of his art. I’m not sure if I quite understood how profoundly it touched me until I found out about his recent passing. I’m an Italian-American from New Jersey. I’m not related to any mobsters, at...

In Defense of Cancer (in Plays)

(Nancy’s Note: Happy to give some space in this blog to a guest columnist and writer I greatly respect.) By Charles Evered Could there be a more absurd situation in life than sitting across from a friend at a coffee shop and finding oneself defending the very...

Way to represent, Rosie

GAME PLAN: I’ve never watched the Kentucky Derby. Never paid much attention to it, really. But it’s a safe bet I’ll be watching this one because I’ll be cheering on jockey Rosie Napravnik. It makes me feel a little predictable, rooting for someone mostly based on...

Traveling to a Place of Expansiveness

GAME PLAN: There are books I read and there are books I devour. And sometimes I am so called to read a certain something that I break my steadfast rule of not finishing the book I’ve already started to dive in to the new one. Enter Learning to Breathe by...

Vulnerability and living

GAME PLAN: Yesterday, about four hours before hearing any news of bombs at the Boston Marathon, I had gratefully deposited my tax checks in the mailbox at the Hoboken post office and I was heading to the gym about a block away. En route, I saw what we’ve called since...

Interior design sparks life design? Oh yeah

GAME PLAN: A few years ago I bought four really cool chairs to put around my kitchen table. They were two sets, actually, that I decided would look great together. Used and refurbished, white wrought iron with seats that had been re-covered in yellow and gold tones....