Once, It Was 1840

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Another new year is upon us, of course. I’ve seen in 2017 here in the Catskills, a low mountain range about 100 miles north of New York City. They are scenic, as well as awash with history – including literary history: for example, New Yorker Washington Irving’s “Rip Van Winkle” (which Irving wrote while in England) “lived” here.





Back in 1840, another man like myself owned a mountain house in this same region.

Yes, really. Imagine that? What an incredible coincidence!😂

There are a couple of major differences. We’re encountering him here not in a freezing Catskills January, but instead on a scorching hot July day. And he was then, uh, also a bit older than I am now:

Sneak Peek from
Sneak Peek from “Conventions.” Click to expand.

After taking a couple of weeks holiday time off, it’s about time to get back to my own writing desk as well. 💻📚 We’re returning to England later this week.



Yes, it’s 2017. Happy New Year, once again. Have a good day, wherever you are in our world.😊

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