I’ve already owned two iPads. My newest MacBook Pro laptop is probably the fourth or fifth computer I’ve used since beginning my career here in 2006. (Some suffered ill fates, such as the laptop that got crushed by a rolling grill in the back of a van. Imagine explaining that to your boss.) I’ve always been careful with cell phones, but even without breaking any, the natural order of progression has required me to cycle through four or five phones in the past nine years. (more…)
To the editor:
As a parent of a child with epilepsy, it is upsetting to see how narrow-minded people are in response to medical marijuana, and the opposition people seem to have regarding it being grown locally.
There are children who have died, and will die, before they see medical marijuana become available in the State of New York, despite it being approved several months ago. Children with Dravet Syndrome can have as many as 300 grand mal seizures in a week. Despite being on multiple anti-epileptic medication therapy and surgical interventions, their seizure activity is intractable/uncontrollable. Parents watch their children have seizures every hour of every day, helpless to stop it. (more…)
I can still remember the moment I knew what I was going to do for a living.
I didn’t know this would be the company I’d work for or even that I’d necessarily be in newspapers, but it was the first time I realized I could make a living with the written word. (more…)
To the editor:
I am writing regarding amending Town Code chapter 101, “Vehicles and Traffic.”
Drivers of multi-axled vehicles share roadways with much lesser trained, much lesser fined and regulated, and much lesser taxed passenger vehicle operators, whether traveling highways or area roads. Trucks are rightly, rigorously, and routinely monitored and the non-compliant quickly rendered out of service, whereas careless passenger vehicle operators routinely menace area roads. (more…)
I had a few things in mind when I left a good job at the Daily News in 2008 to write for a weekly newspaper in a place I was only vaguely familiar with. For one, I wanted to write stories longer than 600 words and The New York Times wasn’t exactly knocking on my door. I also wanted to write about the people of Long Island, a place to which I felt more of an attachment than any of New York City’s five boroughs. (more…)
My husband and I rarely go to dinner parties. Most Saturday nights, I cook something, my husband does the dishes, we read a little and, if we’re feeling really frisky, we might stay up to watch the first 20 minutes of SNL. (more…)