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The first matinee at the Providence Place Cinema on a very rainy day. I dislike the lower parking garage, I can’t figure out how to get in and out, so what do I do? I leave my car at …
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Mike Fink
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5/11/17
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She was a fabulous personality! My mother called her, affectionately, a courtesan. I was awestruck by her performance as Jane Avril in “Moulin Rouge” – John …
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Mike Fink
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4/7/17
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We label Israel “a lamp unto the nations” and light our homestead candles for memory, for the sanctity of the Sabbath, on holy days.
For our private and personal dwellings, we …
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Mike Fink
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3/2/17
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On days of national or personal memory, I make a pilgrimage to my boyhood summer home on Teed Avenue in Barrington’s Hampden Meadows.
I drive my familiar route along the Wampanoag …
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Mike Fink
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2/2/17
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“Was Elvis Jewish?” is the title of a new book of fun facts by an amazing author named Paulette Cooper. I met her decades ago, when she was a senior at Brandeis University, at a soiree on …
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Mike Fink
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1/5/17
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Just a story set in 1951, the start of the “Fabulous 50s,” after World War II and its aftermath.
We were deeply involved in the “Cold War” against our former …
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Mike Fink
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12/9/16
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Several summers ago, I spotted a graceful shape in an empty field, a leftover lot among the riverside shacks in South Kingstown. It was an abandoned skiff, a simple rowboat that had outlived its …
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Mike Fink
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11/11/16
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Sukkot has become my favorite holiday. We actually didn’t have a sukkah in my boyhood. But when my kids were young, we took the old good-wood storm doors and windows from the cellar …
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Mike Fink
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10/13/16
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I don’t “Google.” Instead, I pick up a book from any of the many bookshelves in my various abodes. There are even volumes at the dump I take home and treasure!
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Mike Fink
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9/16/16
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No piping plovers at the dunes, but I checked out Moonstone Beach and a single sandpiper came from the shoreline to greet me.
Another day – a foggy/misty morn – as I strolled from the towers to the oblong where the Narrow River pours into Narragansett Bay, I found a solitary waterfowl, an avocet I think, short but with a long curved beak and heron-like legs. Perhaps it was a Stilt. It made up for my disappointment in not coming across cliff swallows or arctic terns.
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Mike Fink
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8/4/16
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