Barbara Writes

This is a video that I made at the beginning of the pandemic for the wonderful Richard Skipper’s campaign for people to stay at home....

I wanted to post a song tonight, but it’s not a night for singing. I watched the President of the United States be impeached today for...

The new year is always a time of reflection to me. I’m not into resolutions, having broken too many of them. Nonetheless, it does feel...

WISHING ALL OF YOU A HAPPY NEW YEAR! MAY WE ALL TURN A REAL CORNER IN 2021! Next blog, Thursday January 7th, 2021!!!!!

In my last blog, I left you on a bitterly cold February day in 2011, as my reluctant husband, Liam, and I drove out to Far Rockaway, to...

On a cold February morning in 2011 my husband, Liam, and I set off to explore Far Rockaway, in Queens. Our aim, or at least my aim, was...

My cousin texted me after this election. “I love Joe Biden”, she wrote. “He’s the Uncle Harry of politics”. Her Uncle Harry was my...

As election day nears, my thoughts keep going to my father, at whose knee I had my first political lessons. My father was a Socialist...

My last posts have been about my city (New York, of course), and my neighborhood, the West Village. That got me started thinking about...

I walk down Bleecker street, the hub of my West Village neighborhood, and I see the FOR RENT signs, and the boarded up windows. My...

Summer’s over. Pandemic’s not. No more easy porch socializing, outdoor dining, quasi-normal activities. My haunts are closed. I sing and...