coffee – For the Love of Lorna

Peter and the Bagel Shop

Posted on January 13, 2016 | by Jay | 2 Comments

“Listen. I’m totally serious,” says Peter earnestly. “I would like to hire you to wear an evening dress and greet the customers.” “Now don’t be naughty, Peter!” Lorna is standing with her partially clenched fists resting knuckles inward on her hips, arms akimbo. A colorful scarf peeks out around her (more…)

Spencer Research

Posted on July 1, 2015 | by Jay | 6 Comments

“I have a job,” Lorna says after greeting me….I am more than a little surprised. “I have a job,” Lorna says after greeting me. I have just walked in the door from work. It is early May 1990. “You do? What kind of job?” I am more than a little (more…)

Sister Wants-It-All

Posted on May 6, 2015 | by Jay | 4 Comments

Circuit Assembly time is here again. We arrive at the Jersey City Assembly Hall (or “JCAH,” otherwise known as the Stanley Theater) on Saturday morning. This is only our second assembly here since we moved to New Jersey about one year ago. It is late 1992. Last spring we attended (more…)

Drive Out

Posted on May 2, 2015 | by Jay | 3 Comments

Darkness is creeping in. From the corner of my eye I can see that the diffused light of evening is fading. The bluish glow that has been coming in through the sliding glass doors, softly casting indistinct shadows upon the walls has reduced to faintness. Soon it will be completely (more…)

Sister Coffee

Posted on March 29, 2015 | by Jay | 4 Comments

Quick! What hot beverage do you associate with Lorna? I’ll give you two seconds to answer. Well, I’m sure you got it right. Everyone who knows her will immediately answer, “Coffee!” Yes, coffee, java, joe, go juice, jet fuel, mud, my morning jolt, brain juice, brewtus. Whatever you like to (more…)

Rock Star Parking

Posted on March 24, 2015 | by Jay | 7 Comments

Beep, beep, beep, beep… The alarm silences at the touch of my finger on the snooze button. Through sleepy eyes I glance at the clock. Five thirty a.m. Lorna, lying in bed next to me, stirs slightly. She reaches up and rubs one eye. Then her hand drops back down (more…)