Big things happen in New York which is why I love the place.

Well not exactly, but that’s what it felt like.

I now walk a mile a day to get back a sense of normalcy after post-surgery treatment. One time, on my way to our lovely new neighborhood park, I had to sit a bit longer at a stop sign for a women crossing the street — in slow motion.

I love this bracelet. It’s a simple silver ring to which I had a jeweler attach a frog charm. The frog is now a soldered memory of when I was disqualified from the Frog Jumping Contest many years ago at the Mark Twain House in Hartford. It still makes me laugh.

As I go through my stuff to clear out any “sick” energy in my condo I’m finding all kinds of things like this photo of me sitting in one of Mario Andrettis race cars while working on a documentary for Connecticut Public Television.