In NYC Archive

Why I’m Here: My 9/11 Story Told for the StoryCorps September 11th Initiative (Audio)

On May 21st, I was blessed with the unexpected opportunity to be interviewed by the nonprofit oral-history project, StoryCorps. I visited their mobile recording studio, temporarily parked in Pilsen...and told my 9/11 story for the national September 11th Initiative. From StoryCorps, here is my recorded remembrance of the day that changed my life and, ultimately, brought me to Chicago. Read More

Flight of the Trojans

The last age I took so hard was 25. Back then, launching into the latter half of my twenties without having achieved richness or thinness had me feeling like a big loser. Luckily, my self-confidence has improved since then. Now launching into my final 365 days before middle age without yet having achieved richness or thinness just has me feeling old. Read More

“On 9/11 I Lost New York” 2008

Today, with the world again awash in retrospect, I usually prefer to be blogging about about courtesy, or kittens, or one of any number of safer, happier, topics. Seven years on and I had originally thought not to mark the occasion again. At some point, we just have to emotionally let go inside, or we destroy ourselves. In the end, while I feel no need to make a pilgrimage to a dusty construction site in Lower Manhattan, Read More

In NYC: Stomping Grounds

I don't remember being here, yet nothing ever changes here. I've spent almost four weeks staying with friends in New York City; it's almost as if I've already moved and settled in. So much has changed in the four-and-a-half years that I've been away. Funky neighborhoods have become Establishment while former slums have become exclusive. It's hard to realize that this is my home. Read More

In NYC: Table for 26

I turned 37 this month in my hometown. And while August continues to merge into seemingly one exceptionally and unexpectedly long trip to Gotham to interview and apartment hunt, it was turning 37 that I found most informative. Purely for narcissistic reasons. Essentially I was smoked. Read More

In NYC: State of Collusion

Before I left NYC in 2003, I knew the New York State Department of Environmental Conservation to be somewhat less than a class act. I'm surprised at how short my memory has become during my tenure on the shores of Lake Michigan. Here's the story of the worst interview I've had--or haven't had--in years. Read More

In NYC: GLYNYing Again

So I'm GLYNYing again. This past spring, I chronicled the sudden and miraculous Internet reunion of my 1980s cohort of Gay and Lesbian Youth of New York (GLYNY, pronounced 'GLIH-nee'). The nation's first-ever gay youth peer support group, GLYNY was founded in New York City in 1969 as a splinter cell of the historic Gay Liberation Front. Back in the day, the group and I were inseparable. Read More

In NYC: Roberta of Rego Park

You never know the characters you'll run into in a Rego Park laundry room. Doing my mid-trip laundry with Jen of the mountainous bosoms, I ran into two of New York City's most storied types of inhabitant. Neither one of which you can shoo away with a broom. Read More

In NYC: Two Degrees of Doctor Piglet

Catching up with my GLYNY AGAIN reunion friends at Astoria's Bohemian Beer Garden, the world became smaller than usual. No one expects to learn their long-ago, two-timing, perv boyfriend is the current family physician for an NYC Council candidate. At least he didn't tell the pol to call him Piglet. Read More