Dagnabits | Thom Forbes

Monday, March 26

Wed, 28 Mar 2012 14:05:41 -0400

Sunday, March 25

Sun, 25 Mar 2012 20:09:51 -0400

View Out Our Living Room Window

Saturday, March 24

Sun, 25 Mar 2012 10:53:32 -0400

Unconditional Love

Sat, 24 Mar 2012 09:35:35 -0400

Last Saturday morning around this time while driving to my usual Saturday racquetball game, I started thinking about where we were 22 years before to the day. Deirdre, Carrick and I were in Bogota, where we'd met Duncan for the first time a few days before at CRAN (Foundation Center for Reintegration and Child Care), and now we were now all celebrating his first birthday in an apartment owned by our lovely and extraordinary Colombian facilitator, Clara Toro, where we were staying. As I drove up Saw Mill River Road, I felt tears streaming down my face as I considered our good fortune with our two children, and now our grandchild.

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St. Paddy's Day 2012

Sun, 18 Mar 2012 08:55:19 -0400

It was Duncan's 23rd birthday yesterday but by the time I returned from racquetball he was in the city for the parade. We'll catch up for dinner at Harvest on Hudson Monday evening. Meanwhile, we're enjoying the lake.

Lili Simone Dresses for the Occasion

Lake Celeste Looking East

New Blacktop on the BB Court

Gnarled

Prelaunch

Net and Handball Wall

Streamside

Hike at Blue Mountain Reservation

Tue, 06 Dec 2011 20:34:58 -0500

Bruce, Paco, Oliver and I took a 6.7-mile hike around the perimeter of Blue Mountain Reserve in Peekskill on an unseasonably warm day Monday. The Westchester park is known as one of the premier mountain biking areas in the region but we only saw one cyclist on this weekday morning jaunt.

Nature Has Its Say

Paco, Oliver, Bruce

Uprooted

On Top of Blue Mountain

Storm Damage

Back at the Lake

So what exactly do we do as we trek through the woods? Well, if we were expending any money, it would certainly be as legitimately deductible as a lunch at the Four Seasons, I submit, and offer this video as proof…

It's All Happening at the ...

Tue, 06 Dec 2011 15:37:19 -0500

Bronx Zoo, of course. The ladies had to work the day after Thanksgiving, and Lili Simone's day care provider, Lynda, took the day off. I decided to call upon our four-legged friends to help me keep LS entertained; she was, perhaps, even more taken by the hordes of people milling about on a very nice, late autumn day. I do know this: It is a day I shall never forget.

It's Beautiful, But Enough Already!

Thu, 27 Jan 2011 15:30:53 -0500

I can't resist a morning walk around town, and a hot chai at The Station Cafe, after a snowfall like last night's. It had stopped when I got up at 5:15 but I figure about 8 - 10 inches fell on top of yesterday morning's storm. All these shots were taken in Fulton Park, a.k.a The Library Park, on Maple Ave.

No Picnic Today

Skyline Downriver

Checkmate

The Vista

Looking Upriver

The Water Tower

Branches

Birdhouses

Library

Snow on the River

Wed, 12 Jan 2011 14:43:59 -0500

I would have loved to have shot the sunrise bouncing off the Palisades this morning but I was on a deadline as the day crawled in. After I'd dug Deirdre out of the driveway and shoveled the sidewalk, however, I headed down to my favorite haunts on the river. Only one set of footprints had preceded me in into MacEachron Park about 8:30. It was glorious, as it always is, whether it's pack with people or there's nothing but light and wind.

Get Well, Harmon

Thu, 30 Dec 2010 13:50:22 -0500

Harmon at the Hall of Fame, September, 2008.

Prompted to upgrade my Facebook profile this morning, I did so, and found myself in a section that asked things like what sports I played, what teams I followed, and who my heroes are. I filled out what I played and skipped the rest, except for heroes. There's really only one. Harmon Killebrew.

How a boy living in the Bronx got so enamored of an Idaho farm boy playing for the Washington Senators and Minnesota Twins is no doubt an essay in itself. But I was very sorry to see this story about Harmon's esophageal cancer…

Bentley 18, Cortland 17

Sun, 07 Nov 2010 23:11:48 -0500

The bad news: Cortland failed to advance in the regional club rugby playoffs after beating RPI last week to take the Division II New York State Championship. The good news: No need to travel to Bowdoin, Somewhere, Maine, USA, for the next round.

Cortland came back from a 15 - 5 deficit in the waning minutes of the game but failed on a very tough conversion that would have given them a one-point victory instead of a one-point defeat. It was an incredible year -- a 9 - 1 record for a team that was coached entirely by students this season.

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Forbes on the Assist

Wed, 29 Sep 2010 10:59:51 -0400

Forbes to Jumanji

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Ear-Chafe Protection Gear

Preparing to Engage

You Can't Do This in Soccer

Okay, it's not Cousy to Russell, Magic to Kareem, Frazier to Reed, West to Chamberlain, Parker to Duncan, MJ to MJ or, as the ageless Robert "Solid" Gold would have it, Gold to Roth. But Forbes to Jumanji has a nice ring to it, no?

Keep your eye on No. 8, Duncan Forbes (left and in larger format here), as he picks up a loose ball, deviously sprawls to the ground and squirts it out to Jumanji, who scores en route to Cortland's 50 - 9 thrashing of the Le Moyne Koonducks (you can't make this stuff up) last Saturday.

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Forbes To Jumanji

Wed, 29 Sep 2010 10:56:36 -0400

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Ah, Spring

Sun, 16 May 2010 15:06:11 -0400

Right Here, Right Now

Perfect (even if the Yanks lose)

Geese and Goslings; Tug and Barge

Sunset, 5/14/10 (expanded view)

American Incongruity

An express train
raced through today
with the names
of dead luminaries
painted on the sides
of its passenger cars.

P.T. Barnum
was hitched to
Sojourner Truth.

5/15/10

Hook, Line, Sinker, Tree, Drat!

5/15/10 (expanded view)

It's not that nothing has happened since my last post in January. I did earn my certification as a personal trainer from NASM. I am in the process of building Recovering Your Body as a website, a business with a mission (or is it a mission as a business?), and a column for a new magazine for people in recovery, Renew. I am talking with some extraordinary people — partners and colleagues and people who are just helping me out — in the process of doing so. I'll be writing more about all this as things develop over the summer. …

At Play At Work

Tue, 26 Jan 2010 12:18:27 -0500

I have been maneuvering my career into a converging direction with much of the rest of my life for several months now. The first public manifestation of this is a Twitter feed, playgruntlaugh, which I launched yesterday. It will reflect my love of playing games, working out, cooking healthy foods, eating well, and having fun. A website and community will follow by spring.

Becoming and staying fit demands desire and discipline. That's the grunt part. But it need not be — it should not be — drudgery. …

Respite in Costa Rica

Sun, 20 Dec 2009 17:45:52 -0500

Deirdre and I hadn't hopped on a plane — just the two of us — and gotten away from it all since before Carrick was born more than 25 years ago. But Deirdre was in desperate need of a vacation and the ship she'd identified for a cruise out of New York Harbor was given a so-so review from a trusted friend. "Find something," was her command just before Thanksgiving.

So, having heard many positive things about vacations to Costa Rica over the years, I googled same, found JD's Watersports, liked the activities and prices and, within a day or so, had customized a seven-night package, including the auto rental and vouchers for most of the attractions. …

Anthony's Nose

Mon, 30 Nov 2009 15:07:15 -0500

Backyard View & Labyrinth

The blue in the middle is the Hudson.

The labyrinth.

Deirdre and I looked at a house in Garrison a couple of weeks ago that, quite literally, had too much going for it. Its bones date back to the 1880s, when it reportedly was an inn lodging folks doing business at a nearby copper mine, now long defunct. About 15 years ago, more than 2,500 square feet of space was added to it. The new area is a three-season art studio/gallery, but most of that additional space will need finishing once the art is gone. Things like wallboard, doors, ceilings, furniture and heating apparatus (oy!). …

Put Your Mind Where Your Body Is

Fri, 30 Oct 2009 13:47:27 -0400

If I weren't so absent-minded, I probably would have made a good absent-minded professor. It's not that I would not have completed my dissertation like so many others. I would not have figured out what field it should be in in the first place (although quite a few would have been eliminated by natural selection).

But I digress. Which is the point.

My thoughts tend to wander; My attention is easily nabbed; I am frequently accused by my family of leaving "ummms" in the air; and many a story I tell begins about the third paragraph because I forget that you, the listener, haven't been in my head for the set-up grafs.

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Spillage Or, A 'X@fS Nuts!' Situation Ain't Necessarily All That Bad Or, Brian Murphy For Hire For Interior Painting This Winter

Tue, 27 Oct 2009 11:59:36 -0400

Before

The front of the first story had been covered with ivy; tendrils clung tenaciously to the walls after it was ripped off. Brian then diligently washed, scraped and sanded while accompanying some pretty heavy metal on his iPod.

In Progress

Contact Brian here. Some trim work remains , as does work on the back and other side, but the house has been rejuvenated and will be completed within the month.

We are painting the house. Well, that's a gross misuse of the royal "we." We are actually paying to have the house painted. Brian Murphy, one of our daughter's friends, is doing the job, and he's doing it quite well. Neighbors ooh and ahh. He's too modest to say "thank you." Instead he tells them that "Mr. and Mrs. Forbes picked nice colors."

I basically have one task beside paying Brian's quite reasonable fee and occasionally reminding him that winter is fast approaching and he need not obsess too much that the trim be absolutely perfect. …

On a Soldier's Suicide

Fri, 23 Oct 2009 13:08:30 -0400

Deirdre had a moving letter about a young soldier's suicide published in the Journal News yesterday. Here it is for when the link disappears behind a pay-only archive:

U.S. soldier's death strikes a chord

Sometimes I turn the page in the newspaper without reading past the headline. But today, something compelled me to read about Army Pvt. Keiffer Wilhelm, 19, of Plymouth, Ohio. Maybe his unusual name intrigued me. Maybe it was his age, a year younger than my only son, who I just watched play rugby for his college team, so alive and vital.