Comments for Nicholas DiGiovanni's World of Wonders

Comment on Don’t get caught napping! “Rip” now available as Kindle edition by taureanw

taureanw — Tue, 10 Jan 2012 19:53:06 +0000

Congratz!
Also love the premise!!!!

Comment on Crabby about lobsters? by Nicholas DiGiovanni

Nicholas DiGiovanni — Tue, 10 Jan 2012 18:35:17 +0000

Amanda,
Thanks for your comments, which inspired me to correct some typos I found when I reread my post — and to rewrite and expand the ending with a bit more though about poor Mister Lobster!

Comment on Crabby about lobsters? by Amanda

Amanda — Tue, 10 Jan 2012 17:39:25 +0000

I was intrigued with your thoughts about the lobster and its family. Due to the fact that most of this article was debating whether or not to eat the lobster, it had more reasons why to not enjoy it. Because of this, i was shocked with your decision. I really enjoyed reading this.

Comment on Occupy Parnassus! by William F. Torpey

William F. Torpey — Thu, 05 Jan 2012 01:10:13 +0000

Nice letter, Nicholas, but somehow I doubt Mr. X will understand your very clearly stated logic.

Comment on A bookish boy returns home by Pico Alaska

Pico Alaska — Fri, 16 Dec 2011 20:24:36 +0000

Lovely post. The picture of you carrying books up the hill on a dark winter afternoon is just right for this time of year. Also, among the millions of bloggers worldwide, who else but you has written the name of “Monte Irvin”? I can still see his Topps baseball card as I turn it over in my hands in my grandfather’s barbershop. Must have been his name. We all know ballplayers have special, baseball names, and Monte Irvin is one of the best.

Comment on About the author by Walt

Walt — Sun, 20 Nov 2011 15:52:36 +0000

Hey Nick, nice to catch up with you yesterday.

Walt

Comment on Be it ever so humble… by EDWARD WILLIAM STEIGELMAN

EDWARD WILLIAM STEIGELMAN — Fri, 11 Nov 2011 23:54:15 +0000

EDWARD WILLIAM STEIGELMAN:
I LIVED IN MULFORD GARDENS BUILDING # 7 IN BASEMENT APT. WITH MY MOTHER AND FATHER, AND BROTHERS & SISTERS , MARTHA, BETTY JEAN, THOMAS, RICHARD. LOOKING OUT THE REAR LIVING ROOM WINDOW , YOU SEE THE CIRCLE THAT WOULD GO IN HORSE SHOE BETWEEN 1 & 2 , 3 & 4TH.. WE MOVED THEIR WHEN I WAS ABOUT 6 YEARS OLD, TILL AROUND 12 YEARS OF AGE, I REMEMBER A MILK MACHINE NOT FAR FROM CIRCLE . A QUART OF MILK WAS JUST 25 CENTS. THEIR WAS DELAINEYS STORE ON ST. JOSEPHES AVENUE, THAT WE WENT TO BUY CANDY AND SODAS, I REMEMBER MY OLDEST SISTER MARTHA & I WOULD WALK TO SCHOOL P.S. 9. I EVEN HAD A PAPER ROUT FROM BUILD #1 TO BUILDING # 9 AT 11 YEARS OF AGE, WE WERE A POOR FAMILY MY MOTHER OLLIE MAE STEIGELMAN HAD A TOTAL OF 9 CHILDREN. AT AGE OF 12 UE MOVED TO ST. JOSEPH AVE , ON 4TH. FLOOR OF COLD WATER FLAT RAILROAD ROOMS. I ALWASY WISHED WE WERE STILL IN MULFORD GARDENS, SOME OF YOU REMEMBER SALS PIZZA , BUT IT WAS FRANK & JOES PRIOR TO BECOMING SALS, FROM ST. JOSEPH AVENUE WE MOVED TO VICTOR STREET ELM STREET TO EAST , AND WALNUT STREET TO NORTH. FROM THEIR I WAS DRAFTED INTO ARMY IN 1968 – 1970, WHEN I E.T.S. AT FOT DIX N.J. I BOUGHT A HOSE IN OSSINING NEW YORK EVERETT AVE EXACT. I MOVED TO FLORIDA IN 1977, I STILL LIVE IN FLORIDA TILL THIS DAY I AM 65 YEARS OF AGE AND HAVE BEEN A AUTO MECHANIC ALL OF MYLIFE AS WELL AS MECHANIC IN THE ARMY MY PHONE NUMBER IS 407-312-2459,

Comment on God’s Acrobat by theoncominghope

theoncominghope — Mon, 05 Sep 2011 10:00:32 +0000

Great story! I often wonder which of my writing colleagues will grow to be “important”

I wrote a little about the Alley Violinist here:
http://theoncominghope.blogspot.com/2011/09/poem-of-day-robert-lax-alley-violinist.html

Comment on Journey through the past by Pico Alaska

Pico Alaska — Sat, 23 Jul 2011 09:35:54 +0000

I don’t remember this part of the DiGiovanni story. Trenton!? … And how did you locate the exact home, the very apartment building where you lived and mewed and puked like every other infant? Did your mother remember the addresses and give them to you? … Remarkable. To me, this reads like fiction. … BTW–I too like to visit the old homes where you lived as a child. I’ve done that in the Bronx. I have a thought that next time I go, I’ll offer some money to the poor and no doubt foreign-born families living in those old apartments where your first dreams blossomed. How I’d love to see the inside, the size and arrangement of the rooms (is it like you remember?). Memories and dreams are still held in those spaces.

Comment on Down a lazy river by Pico Alaska

Pico Alaska — Tue, 14 Jun 2011 04:26:18 +0000

Glad this had a happy ending, Natty Bumpo. In fact, your almost make it sound like a dump in the river was expected after all, part of the experience. I’m guessing you paddled under a hot sun even though the Pine Barren are “cool, dark.” How else could you feel comfortable sitting in the canoe again after you got wet?