By Bill Primavera Color has always been of interest to me ever since the time I decided as a young child that I preferred Technicolor movies to black and white. And when my mother upgraded my 12-color watercolor paint set

By Bill Primavera Among my possessions, I have only one family heirloom. It is a 1940s vase made in the town of Roseville, Ohio and is, in fact, called Roseville. It was given to my parents by my Aunt Helen,

By Bill Primavera For many, especially retirees, the time may likely come when downsizing one’s home is a practical measure. But it can be a daunting task. In another way, it can be liberating, I guess. Certainly, as we grow

By Bill Primavera Some of you may be old enough to remember the men’s movement of the mid-1970s, which I tolerated for just a short while. Men would gather to pursue personal growth and to relate better to others by

By Bill Primavera When I first moved to New York way back in the dark ages, I lived in a five-story walk-up called a cold-water flat that would be illegal today. And much of the furniture I gathered was from

By Bill Primavera Is anyone else here old enough to remember Dinah Shore, the songstress and television hostess from the 1940s to about ‘80s? She was a lovely lady with an open, genuine wholesomeness that America loved as they sang

By Bill Primavera We’ve all grown up with abbreviations and acronyms that probably originated at sea, such as SOS (originally for save our ship) to POSH (for portside out, starboard in). There are many others that developed on land for

By Bill Primavera Just as many people think that O. J. Simpson got away with murder in 1995, there was a similar case just over a hundred years prior to that bloody event where Lizzie Borden of Fall River, Mass.

By Bill Primavera When I moved from an 18th century home in Yorktown Heights with fireplaces in every room but the kitchen and bathroom to a new condominium in Trump Park, I was disappointed to find that the top-floor unit