“It’s the Earle Pudney Show.” If you grew up in New York’s Capital District in the 50’s and 60’s, there was a local show hosted on Channel 6, WRGB, the Earle Pudney Show. At dinner time Monday through Friday for 15 minutes, Earle would tickle the ivories with his backing band, playing easy listening

This morning I was in the laundry room doing, well, laundry and the dogs were barking. Nothing new there until I was bringing a clean load upstairs. I heard this awful dog crying/baying that sounded distinctly like a small dog in pain. By this time, Josh and Cora were going crazy. Hearing how close

Growing up, or at least spending the years from 3 to 21 in Wynantskill, N.Y., gave way to many small-town customs that apparently have not gone away with modern technology so prevalent and available. This is a satellite view from here of the ball fields on Main Avenue where the Wynantskill School on

Upon the repeated urging of my husband, Richie Madden, I am going to begin blogging here. I am still trying to go back to pre-stress levels created by my work in the retail industry. Our Christmas was a success. We are more than happy to just relax in each other’s company, make our family phone [&he

At the precise moment that Spring 2011 arrived Richie and I were 4 hours and 21 minutes into a champagne extravaganza our friend and host called, “Spring Bubbles.” Invitees, about 15 of us, were encouraged to bring at least one bottle per person of moderately priced champagne or methode champenoise.

Since the beginnings of civilization there have been gay people. And since that time people in power ‘chose’ to proffer that homosexuality is outside the ‘norm,’ simply because only a select few practice it. I won’t comment on whether the bible holds homosexuality in contempt or not. The Brother’s G