This week was Veterans’ Day, and a time for giving thanks for those who served this country. There was a time when I visited the VA Hospital in the Bronx, where I visited my father (a Marine). I got in the habit of visiting even after my father passed to see some of the vets I got to meet, along with Vietnam veterans whom I knew from school back in the day. 

I must admit that there are times when operating a small business can be mind-numbing. When sales are happening, there’s a comforting rhythm. But then comes that inevitable slowdown—the dreaded cycle where the phone is quiet.

Since I was a kid, taking things apart and trying to create something new and different from the pieces always caught my attention.

Vending at conventions is not only a learning experience but also an enjoyable one.

Mom would have been 96 years old this February. She was surprised to see some of my early board games and would love a good game of Gin-Go.