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Baton Rouge, St. Paul, Dallas

July 8, 2016 / SJ Rozan / One comment

I have to talk about Dallas, but I, a writer, find myself at a loss. I write fiction; I take time, re-write, polish each word, each phrase. This situation — Baton Rouge, St. Paul., Dallas — is too ragged and raw for that.

So I’m going to do something I haven’t done on this blog. I’m going to refer anyone who wants to go to Frank Bruni’s Op-Ed in today’s NY Times. He says what I would want to say, and beautifully.

How America Heals After Dallas

Thank you for any kind and caring gesture you can make today, and tomorrow, and every day.

Fourth of July

July 6, 2016 / SJ Rozan / 4 comments

The Rancho’s*** little North Fork town has a 200-year tradition of reading the Declaration of Independence on the Fourth. A dozen local folks take turns and everyone sits on the Historical Society lawn and listens. Since we’re the emphatically-not-the-Hamptons fork we don’t have a lot of celebrities and we’re delighted with that. But every now and then someone of note does appear. Sometimes they have places here, and sometimes they’re visiting friends. That was the case this year, and so the reading of the Declaration was led off by Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor.

***Rancho Obesesso, the semi-nomadic summer home I’ve shared with friends for 24 years

140 dead in Baghdad

July 4, 2016 / SJ Rozan / 2 comments

During Ramadan. And they dare to call this a holy war.

The only counter to this brutal horror is beauty, though at times it seems weak protection. Nevertheless. This is the land the Mongol armies rode; it’s seen its share of terror. And now look.

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A moral compass

July 2, 2016 / SJ Rozan / One comment

Something the world needs badly right now. Elie Wiesel, RIP. May his memory be for a blessing.

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TBT: loooooong time ago

June 30, 2016 / SJ Rozan / 2 comments

Three sisters and Ma. (“Don’t call me ‘Ma!'” being one of her more famous, and ineffectual, quotes. “Mom,” “Mommy,” “Mother,” were all okay, but of course we wouldn’t stop.) Big brother Al nowhere to be found. Me on the left (as ever), middle sister Naomi on the right, youngest sister Deborah on the lap. Notice the matching rompers also match Ma’s dress. Sometimes she got carried away.

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John D. and me

June 28, 2016 / SJ Rozan / 5 comments

Was interviewed yesterday by Lee Child, who’s doing a documentary for BBC radio on John D. MacDonald, author of the Travis McGee novels. Also being interviewed was Susan Isaacs, and here we all are with Kevin Core, the producer, at the BBC offices in NYC. The thing will air in October; will post the date when I know.

I Love New York

June 24, 2016 / SJ Rozan / One comment

On my corner the NYPD has put up a temporary cell tower for the Gay Pride Parade. It’s been up all week but I only saw the No Parking signs today. The photo’s not great; the top sign’s white and the bottom one’s blue. There’s no question it’s a deliberately-made rainbow.

I love New York.

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