My Nostalgia

It’s a most peculiar nostalgia. That gets stronger as I get older. This wish, this longing desire. To relive some of my child times. To hear my Mother laugh while helping her grind chicken livers. To sit next to my Dad at Ebbets Field. To sneak off with my pals and spend a few hours at Steeplechase. To fight Halloween chalk wars. To sit at the counter with my sister and have a cherry coke at Dot’s. To flip baseball cards at the park. Play stickball on West 9th. Go with my Grandmother to Nathan’s for a hot dog and fries, and then see a movie across the street. Sunday blintzes at the Famous with my Grandfather. Oh...how sweet that all would be!!