Holidays in the Jurado family had the makings of a fascinating drama/comedy.  My family celebrated the holidays elaborately; like most families, we kept up with the Jones. Moreover, I suspect, like most families, there is always some drama simmering and a lot of comedy. As I got older, I could see more and more of… Read more

My first car was named Little Red. Little Red was a rite of passage for me. I was ecstatic to finally afford my first car. Little Red was a 1963 Ford Falcon convertible, and I loved its ugly little self. Yes, ugly; by the time I bought this little gem in 1975 for $400, it… Read more

Back to work because I do not have my ducks in a row Back to work again for now. Not having your ducks in a row before you retire is a big problem. To all the younger people reading my blog, please prepare for your retirement! Not only mentally but, most importantly, financially. Suppose you… Read more

Our house is in the middle of the street, 175th Street, Washington Heights, New York, New York 10033 West 175th Street Our house is in Washington Heights, which became a prominent Hispanic neighborhood in the 1960s. But it was also a mix of Hispanics and Irish, especially around my father’s time. He was born and… Read more

I discovered expressionist printmaking in the late 1990s, which made my creative energy take flight. I was drawn to the Expressionist movement (expressing subjective emotions, inner experiences, and spiritual themes), Which began in the early 20th century because it reflected how I wanted to express myself through my art. My Inspiration I was inspired by… Read more

I’m all things: passionate, reflective, artistic, poetic, scientific, loyal, and caring—a realist, stoic most of the time, a hermit sometimes. Now, I prefer to keep my life quiet without much drama. My friends are pillars of support, which I choose carefully. Therefore, you can say I’m not a pigeon in a hole. I enjoyed a bit… Read more

Meet my bosses, Bodhi Jurado and Tasmania Williams. Never considered myself a cat lady, but here I am, stuck in the middle with these two. Bodhi (fat older man) weighs in at a hefty 25 pounds. Ten years ago, His mother was rescued by a co-worker from the Sun-Sentinel parking lot. A place that was a… Read more

Sunday Mellow Sunday, Meeting my friend for a frappe at the bookstore, stress-free. Sunday is still one of my favorite days. Yep, days seem to meld together when you are retired. I find myself thinking Thursday is Friday! But not “Sunday Mellow Sunday,” the day I play my music loud on the TV while I… Read more