THESE Boots Were Made for Walkin'!

In 1986, I was 23-year old stockbroker living in Greenbelt, Maryland. After a five-year effort, I was finally an alumni of THE University of Maryland at College Park!

Other than the diploma and job, you might not notice many other differences in my life. I still lived with Bruce Berlin and Kenny Abramowitz, my roommates from my “super-senior” year as a Terp!


That night, Kenny and I cleaned up well for the girls of Delta Phi Epsilon. That's me rocking the blue velvet smoking jacket.


During my eight years living in Maryland my parents were regular visitors. Never wanting to take too much time off from behind the counter at Tremont Paint, they would typically make the three-and-a-half-hour drive from White Plains to College Park on Saturday afternoon after the store closed, before returning home on Sunday.


Meeting my parents at the front door of my apartment, my mother gave me the traditional Lipton family greeting after a long car ride:


"Your father refused to stop. Where’s the bathroom?”


I pointed!

In less than half the time it took my mother to walk to the bathroom, she returned.

“Take me to the hotel” she said to said to my father. “I won’t sit in there!”


I guess it was only the girls of "D Phi E" we cleaned up for!


Home on the Range

After four days by the campfire in THE Texas Hill country, my “fiancéeic” Guy and I headed back to Austin to lasso a pair of cowgirl boots and to spend a few more days with my masterpiece!


THE Buck!

The Buck of course is my 23-year old daughter Buck Wheat who in October added her beat to the ranks of those who make Austin THE live music capital of the world!


It's Time to Go


In the 2007 movie The Bucket List, the character Edward, played by Jack Nicholson shares that there are three things to remember as you get older." The one I can tell you about is, “never pass a bathroom.”

This is a family blog so you’ll have to Google the other two yourselves.

Steaming towards my 58th birthday, I appreciate Nicholson's advice. And so before leaving THE Buck’s apartment after a pre-dinner drive-by, I made a “pit stop.”


Which was what got me thinking about my mother in 1986!


Buck wouldn't let me publish the picture! That will give you an idea how bad we're talkin'!

If you are reading this and are a parent you know that the older your kids get, the less of your advice they want to hear. Not wanting to waste the words, and wanting to keep my powder dry in-case I was asked about the "boyfriendic," I held my tongue.


Which is not my natural state.


THESE Boots, Are (Hand) Made for Walkin'