Rant #3,972: And When I Die

Hopefully, with my most recent health woes supposedly behind me, I don't have to worry about this possibility just yet, but did you notice that satellite radio was all over this song last week--

And its lyrics were all over social media during the same time, because the song was just so fitting for the passing of a singer who made the song his own--

Although he didn't write it.

Laura Nyro's "And When I Die" seemed just so perfect, so fitting, and so natural for the occasion, as we all learned that David Clayton-Thomas left us late last week.

He was the heart and soul and lead voice of Blood, Sweat and Tears--fashioned after a Winston Churchill saying--who, for about two or maybe three  years, were on top of the musical world, then faded as fast as they ascended.

I personally saw them in concert probably about a half-dozen times--with and without Clayton-Thomas--and they dominated radio airplay in the late 1960s into the cusp of the early 1970s--

And then PFHHT--that was it--even though they continued to produce LPs and were a pretty big concert draw on the oldies circuit.

Clayton-Thomas was a wayward youth in Canada, a petty criminal whose love of music kept him from being just another statistic.

The story goes that during another episode, he found a guitar, learned to play it by himself, and somehow, the burly Clayton-Thomas engaged himself to the burgeoning Canadian music scene in the years prior to acts like the Guess Who and Bachman-Turner Overdrive making themselves known internationally.

He gravitated to the States, and when Al Kooper left the original Blood, Sweat and Tears over creative matters--Kooper formed the band to meld rock and jazz and horns, but he was not happy with their first album and split--and Clayton-Thomas became the act's lead singer and sometimes songwriter.

And those hits--"Spinning Wheel," "You've Made Me So Very Happy," and yes, "And When I Die"--made the band a very commercial one, but they were one of the headliners of Woodstock and were in heavy rotation on both AM and FM stations.

As the 1960s ended, the bubble burst, and by the early 1970s, Blood, Sweat and Tears were still touring, still putting out records, but the magic had clearly left.

Clayton-Thomas was in and out of the band, he put out numerous solo LPs, but Blood, Sweat and Tears--based on a couple of AM radio hits and about four classic albums--became staples on the oldies circuit, which is where I saw them numerous times.

Yes, their music did meld jazz and rock and pop, but by the time I saw them, it wasn't such a revolutionary thing anymore.

But they persevered, and now their lead singer is gone.

And here is his epitaph, the Laura Nyro song that was one of Blood, Sweat and Tears' biggest hits, with lyrics from the Genius website (https://genius.com/Blood-sweat-and-tears-and-when-i-die-lyrics):

[Verse 1]
I'm not scared of dying
And I don't really care
If it's peace you find in dying
Well then, let the time be near

If it's peace you find in dying
Well, then dying time is near
Just bundle up my coffin
'Cause it's cold way down there
I hear that it's cold way down there, yeah
Crazy cold, way down there

[Chorus]

And when I die, and when I'm gone
There'll be, one child born in this world
To carry on, to carry on

{​Instrumental}​

[Verse 2]
Now troubles are many
They're as deep as a well
I can swear there ain't no Heaven
But I pray there ain't no Hell
Swear there ain't no Heaven
And I'll pray there ain't no Hell
But I'll never know by livin'
Only my dyin' will tell
Yes, only my dyin' will tell, oh yeah
Only my dyin' will tell

[Chorus]
And when I die, and when I'm gone
There'll be, one child born in this world
To carry on, to carry on, yeah yeah

{​Instrumental}​
Yee-ha

[Verse 3]
Give me my freedom
For as long as I be
All I ask of livin'
Is to have no chains on me
All I ask of livin'
Is to have no chains on me
And all I ask of dyin' is to
Go naturally
Only wanna go naturally

[Bridge]
Here I go, hah!
Hey hey
Here come the devil
Right behind
Look out, children, here he come
Here he come, hey

Don't wanna go by the devil
Don't wanna go by demon
Don't wanna go by Satan
Don't wanna die uneasy
Just let me go naturally

And when I die
And when I'm dead, dead and gone
There'll be one child born in our world
To carry on, to carry on

{​Outro}​

Rant #3,971: Gone, Gone, Gone

A funny thing happened on the way to the local supermarket ...

I went to a local supermarket the other day, because I needed seltzer, which I drink much more than I drink plain water ...

My doctors say that after what I went through, I have to drink plenty of water, and since they said seltzer is OK, too, I went for that drink as my go-to beverage for what ails me.

So I decided to take a short drive to this local supermarket, which I only shop in when I don't want to drive farther away for one or two grocery items.

They are very, very expensive, and when the pandemic started, it was the only place we could get a 24-pack of water ...

Driven up by about double for what it sold for a week before, so yes, they are a price gouger, too.

Anyway, I went to this supermarket for my eight-pack of seltzer, found it, noticed that it was priced at a dollar more than anywhere else, but for convenience sake, I went with it.

Since I had only one item, I went to the self-service area, took out my cash, and was ready to go--

But then I found that none of the self-checkouts took cash anymore.

The store wasn't busy, thank goodness, so I took the seltzer to an open register, where a young cashier was evidently being trained.

I made my cash purchase, received my change, and since a regular cashier was there training this new recruit, I decided to ask a pertinent question:

"Why don't the self-service checkouts take cash anymore? I have used them in the past, they took cash, so why don't they anymore?"

The veteran cashier replied, "It has to do with pennies. We can't get pennies from our bank, so we can't stock the self-checkouts with pennies, so the machines can't give you exact change."

(As you probably know, the federal government has stopped producing new pennies, supposedly because it costs more to produce a penny that it is worth, but the real reason they can get away with this is that a majority of consumers are using debit and credit cards, not cash, to pay for their purchases, large and small.)

I heard this reply, and I said, "Look, that is a poor excuse. Self-checkouts are for customer convenience, so we don't have to wait on lines that are out the door for one item during busier times than this ...

"Further, other supermarkets like X and XX still offer cash self-checkouts, so that really is a poor excuse. You are supposed to be serving your customers, and your aren't doing that with this new policy."

(And yes X and XX still do offer cash self-checkouts--I just used one the other day--but I am not naming them here, as I am not naming the store I was in where I was having this discussion.)

The store manager came over, and reiterated that they cannot get pennies from their bank, so they can't have cash self-checkouts ...

And I reiterated, again, that that was a poor excuse, and that they should switch their bank, because by not having cash self-checkouts, in particular during busy times, the store is forcing people who want to pay cash for one or two items to wait on long lines.

"Switch banks," I said, as I looked at the change the new cashier gave me. "You are not providing convenience to customers with one or two items, forcing them to wait on long lines."

I looked at my hand, where my change was, and I was astonished--

The new cashier shorted me in my change.

"You shorted me in my change," I told him, shaking my head in disgust, as the discussion about the self-checkouts kind of played into what I was saying.

He apologized, gave me my correct change--a situation, of course, that would not have happened if I could have used the self-checkouts to pay cash for my one item, as the machine would have given me exact change, proving my point--and I left, telling the manager--

"Because of your new policy, you have lost me as a customer."

And that was that.

Having reported on this industry for 30 years--the military end of it--I can tell you that supermarkets live--and die--on being convenient for customers.

If you remove one of those conveniences, you are ticking off customers like me, and you are losing customers too.

And while I don't regularly shop this supermarket anyway, I will certainly think twice about going there again if I am forced to either wait on a long line to check out one item or use my debit card at the self-checkout to get out of there with one item in a timely manner.

And I am sure I am not the only one, so whether it is a few of us or a number of us, this supermarket is not going to come off smelling like roses with its new policy.

More like dead fish in its appetizing department, if you ask me.

Rant #3,970: Got To Be Real

I hate to write a Blog entry that is a downer for the final entry of the week, but I feel that I must, based on recent events.

The political events that happened this week in New York City pretty much forced me to say something, anything, about what is going on in this country.

I put many of these thoughts up on Facebook, but it is worth putting them up again here, because it bears worth repeating--

Over, and over, and over again.

If you are a civilized person, a smart person, a Jew or non-Jew, but somebody with convictions, I have to tell you, I honestly don't know how you can vote for anyone running on the Democratic Party line.

These are not the Democrats of JFK and RFK and even the early Chuck Schumer.

This is a party that has been hijacked by so-called Socialists, who look to upend not only their party, but the country too.

These are evil people, and they are doing their dirty work on the backs of admittedly a very ignorant, and at times, a very stupid, electorate.

Certainly that is the case in New York City, and it will be the case all over the country--from sea to shining sea--if it is not nipped in the bud right now.

I spoke about this years ago, people chastised me for saying what I said, but boy--and this is quite unfortunate--I knew exactly what I was talking about.

How anyone can vote Democrat right now is beyond me, and how any Jew can vote Democrat is even more perplexing.

That is not to say that the Republicans are so wonderful, either, but they appear to base their plank on American values, and that is better than what these so-called Democrats are doing.

So here is what I wrote on Facebook. I firmly believe every word of it.

"About the supposed "Democratic" Party ...

I think if the party would just drop the "Democrat" from their name, and simply rename themselves what they are, the Socialist Party, perhaps more people would see what is going on in this country.

These are Socialists, not Democrats, and the term "Democratic Socialist" means nothing, because they are Socialists.

They are out to destroy this country and our values, and they are, unfortunately, succeeding.

Look at New York City. What a cesspool that has become, but that cesspool started to form more than 50 years ago, when the mere mention of "Socialists" would have sent shivers up anyone's spine.

Now, like the anti-Semitism it helps to spread, it has been normalized, and people vote for these individuals without even thinking twice.

If you vote "Democrat," you are actually voting "Socialist," and you are voting for the party of Mamdani, Sanders, Lander, OSC and everyone that would throw you under the bus in an instant.

You are also voting "Thumb's Up" for anti-Jewish, anti-Israel, and anti-Semitic rhetoric.

And don't tell me the Republicans are no better. They might not be wonderful, but they are way better than this.

Deplorable, to say the least."

So there you have it.

Americans have a right to pick and choose their candidates for elected office, and they can vote for whoever they want.

They can vote Democrat, Republican, Liberal, Conservative or for any candidate on the ballot in whatever party they are running in.

But I firmly believe that if you vote Democrat, you are actually voting Socialist, whether you think you are or not.

And Socialism--and Communism--don't wash in the United States.

These are not the days of Gus Hall, who ran for president as a Communist a number of times in the past, and we all laughed at him.

Times are different today, and these Socialist and Communist and anti-American candidates must be taken seriously.

They are looking to uproot our country in just about every way possible, and because of the stupidity of the electorate, they are succeeding.

We cannot let that happen.

Have a great weekend, and I will speak to you again on Monday.

Rant #3,969: Mixed Up Guy

Now that I am feeling a little bit better about my health, I am doing things that I wouldn't have even attempted a few weeks ago ... 

Although I did start these things, I didn't get too deep into them.

One of the things that I have started to do is to put my massive CD collection in some type of order.

Since we moved a couple of years ago, the CDs that I have--probably several hundred, if not more--have been in a total mess.

We had a lot of them in storage, which ended up compounding the matter, and when we moved to a larger apartment, we could move those CDs back to where they should be, along with the records, the cassettes, the DVDs and tapes, and all of that kind of stuff.

Anyway, we moved them all back, but I concentrated on getting the records--LPs and 45s--in order before I even attempted to get the CDs in some type of order.

So they sat, in a closet in the room where I have the records and computers, and I would look at them on occasion, take one or the other out to listen to, sometimes even add to the collection, but generally, they just sat there in boxes.

With all the records in order, I decided several weeks ago that it was time to get the CDs in some type of order, too.

My wife--who also has a substantial collection of CDs--told me that she had no need for them anymore, so the first thing I had to do was separate her stuff from mine.

We do have many of the same likes, but she enjoys other music that I don't--disco, Judy Garland, Liza Minnelli, that type of thing--so those had to be separated from my stuff--rock, Beatles, Monkees, etc.

That was a massive task in itself, as I had to go through each and every CD to make sure that I would be able to separate this type of stuff.

When that was done, then came my stuff--

And I have to tell you, I had many, many more CDs than I ever could imagine.

And that total doesn't even include the box sets I have, many of which we took with us when we first moved and are kept in cubby holes in our living room furniture.

So I had all of these CDs ...

Now, what to do with them?

I decided to try to use the same holders that I am using for my 45s, those heavy plastic holders with three draws each.

I can get two rows of CDs in each drawer, but I have to store the CDs on their sides to do it.

It is not ideal, and not an easy task.

I have two of these holders full of CDs, and the way I am going, I am going to need many more to fulfill my goal of putting these things in the proper order.

And I still don't know if this is the right way to go--

Or to just keep them in shoeboxes that are properly marked so I know what is where in an A-Z fashion.

Right now, I have the two holders full to the brim, and I have about six shoeboxes full of other CDs--

And I also have a large plastic crate with several hundred CDs ready to go be filed away in proper order.

What am I to do?

I just don't know at this point.

If the holders were just a bit wider, it would be easier to store the CDs, but they simply aren't.

We don't have the room for those old vertical CD holders that were popular in the 1990s, and they are difficult to find anymore anyway.

So if you have a suggestion--less throwing the whole collection kit and kaboodle into the dumpster--please let me know, as I am quite perplexed by all of this.

I really want to get everything in order ASAP, but I simply do not know what to do.

Any ideas or suggestions would be greatly appreciated.

What a revolting development this is!

Question Mark and the Mysterians indeed!

Rant #3.968: Nothing From Nothing

I have to tell you right at the outset of this Rant that I have absolutely nothing on my mind to talk about with you today.

End of Rant ...

See you tomorrow.

Not quite.

Look, I am very happy that I don't have to talk about my health anymore, or at least not right now.

I still have some things to address, but right now, I am doing OK.

I talked about the Knicks' championship to death, as I did the parade that followed.

I could talk about my record collection, but I haven't purchased anything lately, so that is kind of out, at least for the moment.

I could talk about a popular Facebook site that I oversee--"Where the Action Is--Yesterday and Today ... And Tomorrow," a site which focuses on the old Dick Clark/"American Bandstand" spinoff, "Where the Action Is," a site which has thousands of followers and can be accessed at https://www.facebook.com/groups/598790963991601 --

But I have spoken about that site many times in the past.

I could talk about my family--I am very proud of my wife and son, and yes, my daughter too--but I always talk about them and say how proud I am of them and how they stuck by me in my darkest days.

I could talk about the Yankees, but right now, I will hold off on that subject, as they are going through a really rough stretch.

I could talk about many other topics, but nothing is really hitting me over the head enough to talk about them here.

So while I go through something of a writer's block--not a bad one, just a little itty bitty one--what do I talk about here that will interest both you and me?

I don't know ...

Let me think about it for a moment or two ...

Or maybe even three.

I do have two weddings coming up in the fall--one for my nephew and one for my daughter--and I did pledge to be as healthy as possible for both of them.

My nephew's wedding is more of a formal wedding, and my son--who is in the wedding party--was measured on Monday for this tuxedo.

My daughter's wedding is much less formal, but I won't get into that now, as it is still taking me time to wrap my head around what she has planned for her big day.

But whatever the case--formal or informal--both occasions should be fun, and will be highlights of the fall--and the year--for myself and my family.

My son is doing well at his job, and he has seen increased hours because of his work habits and his "sticktoitiveness," for lack of a better word.

He is a good worker, and since he has been working since he was 15 years of age, his employers have all known this.

My wife and I are very proud of him.

My wife has retired, but I still work ...

Although I wish I could retire, too.

I really do.

But like I tell people, I am working for my pension, the pension I never was afforded and never had. 

So whatever money I saved up for retirement through the lone 401K plan I ever had during my 40-plus years of working is tied up in the stock market, and you know how up and down the market has been, in particular since the war with Iran began a few months ago.

I guess I could complain about gas prices, and food prices, and how it is impacting my wallet, but we are all in the same boat as far as those things are concerned.

I could tell you that through all the maladies I have had, I am drinking more water than I ever have ...

But I so much prefer seltzer that I regularly go through eight bottles of the stuff in a matter of a few days.

I could tell you that my car is to be worked on on Monday for an un-mandatory recall that Kia has launched itself to better the emissions standards on its cars.

I don't have to do it, but they kept badgering me, so I finally caved in.

I was going to wait for Monday's Rant to do that, but I did it a few days early.

I could talk about all of these things, but none of them are that exciting, so I figured I wouldn't talk about any of them ...

But I guess I just did.

Rant #3,967: I Feel Good!

We reached the one million mark in visits to this site--

So I thank you all very much for your patronage.

It took a long time, but however long it took, we are there--

And well beyond that number now.

Otherwise, now into its third day, this is the first week in many, many months that I can finally breathe a little bit.

No doctors' visits, no surgeries, no procedures ...

No nothing this week.

I do have some responsibilities to fulfill--like work--but other than that, I can actually take in the air and breathe this week.

And while I am still not 100 percent healthwise, like James Brown once said--

"I feel good!"

Honestly, there were times that I didn't think I would get to this point, but right now, I guess I am feeling as good as I possibly can, even with some maladies still in place that will eventually need to be addressed.

But I can certainly live with that, and I can certainly live with the future followups that I am going to have to undertake to make sure that these issues do not come up again--

And I do mean never again.

We are getting older, but that does not mean that we are old, by any stretch of the imagination.

Things have to be taken care of, and I have no problem at all with doing that.

But I just don't want to ever feel like I did for the past several months--

Completely out of sorts and at the beck and call of my doctors.

I do have some really good doctors, so I have no problem with them at all.

But the things that they found wrong with me ...

That is just so much more difficult to reconcile.

And the costs ...

Don't get me started on that.

Yes, good health insurance does help, but the thousands of dollars I have had to pay out of pocket made my wallet as unhealthy as I was.

If you have to rely on Medicare for your health insurance, you are out of luck to begin with, and I am sure Medicaid is no better.

But whatever the case, I survived, and now, I don't want to just survive, I want to thrive.

Everything that was put on hold during the worst of my ailments will be taken care of now that I am feeling somewhat better.

Again, I am not fully there yet, but I am feeling better than I have in a long time.

So, thanks to my doctors, thanks to my family, and thanks to my friends for sticking with me during all this toil and trouble.

Let me tell you, there were times that this 69 year old felt like he was 96, but I got through it all, and hopefully with flying colors.

There are still things that need to be fixed, but for right now, I can finally see the forest for the trees.

I hope to have a nice summer, and I hope that my family has a nice summer with me.

Once we get to the fall, I have to continue to be well, because as I told you in previous Rants, I have a very busy period coming up--

Including the wedding of my daughter ...

So I need to be in top-notch shape for that.

Let me leave it at that ...

And I wish good health to everyone.

Thanks for staying with me through all of this!

Rant #3,966: We Are the Champions (Part 2)

I hope that everyone had a great Father's Day, but my attention in this column is directed at what happened on Saturday.

The day I had been waiting for finally came, where my son and his teammates received their first-place trophies from the Nassau County Police Activities League Special Needs Unit as the top bowling team in its Saturday morning league during the 2025-2026 season.

They managed to win the crown by a scant margin--just two and a half points--but they won, and they won it for the second time in four years.

More about the NCPAL SNU ...

It is unlike any group I know of that is geared to those with physical, mental or emotional handicaps.

It not only centers its aim on sports, but it also has many other programs, including those for computers, yoga ...

You name it, and they have it, and males and females can compete, often together, and have lots of fun.

Like other teenagers and young adults, these people need things to occupy their time, to keep them out of trouble and active, and the NCPAL SNU does just that ...

And it helps the participants make friends, be social, and gives them something to look forward to each and every week of the year. 

It has been a real godsend to my son, who has made friends and has something to do when he is not working.

As for the bowling program, my son has been in it for probably about 14 years or so, or maybe even more, and not only has it proven to be s place where he can socialize and have fun, but it is a place where he has become a pretty good bowler.

This year, he once again led his team in average, with a 143.23 average , which placed him ninth in the league in average.

He tied for the league lead in games bowled--64--with four other bowlers, and his 9,167 total wood--pins--placed him sixth in the league in that category.

His high game this season was 198, the second best on the team, and his high series--343--topped his team.

He had three turkeys--three strikes in a row--which was, I think, the third most on his team.

Yes, he had a very good season, his team had a very good season, and I was just happy that I was able to see him during the last week of the season--a week where players just bowl for fun, prior to the awards ceremony--and during this last game, he bowled a 163.

My son also plays basketball on Friday nights, and that league continues into late July, while the bowling will begin again in September, and at the same time, basketball will rev up for the fall.

So another season has ended, and my son said he had fun, and really, that is the most important thing, and all that counts.

I think the parents of the bowlers are more into the wins and losses, but I do think my son and his teammates--and all bowlers in the league--have something of the competitive spirit in them ...

Maybe not at the parents' level, but it is there.

I know my son is proud of his accomplishments, and my wife and I are tickled pink with what he has done.

As a league bowler, my team won one championship ...

And now my son has two, so he has beaten his old man, and hopefully, will continue to beat me on the lanes.

And yes, at the lanes on Saturday, I wore my Knicks championship T-shirt, and I did mention that my son's team is this league's "Knicks," so to speak.

What a great season, and now, my son--and my wife and I--have a couple of months to rest--

And prepare for the 2026-2027 season in the fall.

I know that I, personally, can't wait!