Al Sullivan's Journal

Friday, June 21, 2013 The last time I traveled north, I didn’t go as far as New England, just up the Hudson to Kingston, and a f...

Evil like rust never sleeps

Tuxedo

Wednesday, June 19, 2013 Who knew a year ago when he and I sat in the park in Hoboken sharing secrets that we would a year later be sit...

Tuesday, June 18, 2013 The Beatles version of the old song keeps playing over and over in my head. I’m allergic, but not so bad...

April 29, 1982 My parents took me home after my giving my mother nine months of living hell. She said I kicked a lot, but I refused...

May 7, 1982 We interrupt this current thought for a message from a dream: my mother is a go go dancer. Yeah, that’s right folks; ...