When I was in the central library last week in The Hague, I came across a poetry exhibition using magnetic poetry:
I had a few magnetic sets of my own over the years, but they ended up just gathering dust in my closet. I did give instructions to Mom to give them to the neighbor’s kids if they were interested, so maybe the random joy of making (and destroying) poems can come alive again.
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I need to get some of those! Also, I am finishing up a book called “My Father’s Gun” by the man named Brian McDonald. It is about 3 generations of NYC cops that got their start in Pearl River. Thought it was pretty neat. 🙂
Cool read! I had no idea – never heard of the book, although I only lived in Pearl River for just over three years. If you’re interested in New York City and cops, I highly recommend “Friends of the Family” (http://www.amazon.com/Friends-Family-Inside-Story-Mafia/dp/B004E3XDWG/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1359125052&sr=1-2&keywords=Stephen+Caracappa) which is a true story about two cops who helped the Mafia by giving them information leading to eight murders. They were indicted in 2005.