Category: My Musings

Susan and I have just returned from a 7-day, all inclusive, magical tour of the exquisite Caribbean Isles to celebrate Susan’s XXth birthday.  We joined the well-heeled cruisers aboard the Seabourn Odyssey offering the tantalizing promise of bathing in crystal blue-green waters and immersing oneself in the colorful and rich culture of the native peoples… Continue reading Introduction to the Berardi’s Caribbean Cruise: Feb 2018

Okay, with yesterday’s housekeeping out of the way, onto the first two days of the tour. St Vincent’s and the Grenadines:  our first port of call.  The itinerary called for an all-day private beach event including a beach side BBQ.  The grilled lobsters were fantastic but the Caviar was Beluga but we prefer Sturgeon…but that’s… Continue reading The Berardi’s Caribbean Cruise: Days 1 and 2

Nevis-St Kitt’s:  everything about this British Territory exudes “fat stacks”.  For an American, however, it’s only historic relevance is that it is the birth place of Alexander Hamilton, America’s first Secretary of the Treasury (for the benefit of the millennials, he’s the guy with the smash hit on Broadway).  It is also the place where… Continue reading The Berardi’s Caribbean Cruise: Days 3 and 4

Grenada: this paradisiacal port of call had the Berardi’s on a Catamaran and Snorkeling adventure about a half-mile offshore.  The waters are positively pristine. I must say that Susan took to the water like a Porpoise but I had some technical difficulties with the underwater apparatus.  For starters, I cannot see a thing without my… Continue reading The Berardi’s Caribbean Cruise: Days 5 and 6

Barbados:  back to Barbados for our flight home.  If you have never been, it is a small but charming little airfield where steel bands greet you upon arrival.  And, you better enjoy that type of music because the lines are long and the waits are even longer….think Jersey turnpike during rush hour all packed into… Continue reading The Berardi’s Caribbean Cruise: Coming Home

So, back to my mother-in-law’s assisted living facility for a Saturday night visit, but this time, with the added benefit of live music.  The evening’s entertainment featured a duet of titans from the Doo-Wop era. The supergroup consisted of a guy from the Bronx who personally knew all the legends and a gal, also from… Continue reading Doo-Wop Nite at the Assisted Living Facility:

I  volunteered to be a Poll Worker for the Palm Beach County Supervisor of Elections. Ours is an electoral history enriched by colorful events such as hanging chads, malfunctioning tabulation machines, and all-night recounts reminiscent of an illicit Mafiosi craps game.  And this past week I jumped into that kooky, chaotic, maelstrom that is often… Continue reading Andrew gets deputized

Susan and I decided to spend a long weekend in Miami.  There is a fast train that goes from West Palm Beach to Miami, with 1 interim stop in Fort Lauderdale.  Total time is about 1.5 hours.  The announcement lady with a British accent bid adieu to all passengers with the tagline “enjoy your care-free,… Continue reading Miami

Some of you may have noticed that the stock market is dropping faster than Harvey Weinstein’s trousers.  Coupled with rising interest rates, inflationary prices, the Russians giving the finger to Glasnost, and Covid giving Pfizer the slip by disguising itself with the DNA equivalent of wax lips, it is perfectly reasonable to remain confused, scared,… Continue reading Interest Rates, Inflation, Oh My

I don’t know why, but lately I have been thinking about my particular generation.  Maybe it has something to do with the political rancor we see today and how I recall some of those same spirited conversations at our dinner table, or maybe it’s because I recently had some dental work and am feeling nostalgic… Continue reading My Generation