Join Amy Biancolli for lunch at Friends of the APL Book & Author event, Sat., April 25

Amy Biancolli luncheon 4/25

PLEASE join
The Friends of the Albany Public Library
for the
Spring Book & Author Event
Saturday, April 25, 2015
Community Room, Albany Public Library, 161 Washington Ave
Second floor (across from the new children’s room), 1:30 p.m.
Speaker:  Amy Biancolli
Topic: “Living and writing in Smalbany: A love story.”

Amy Biancolli was born in Queens, grew up in Connecticut and holds degrees from Hamilton College and the Columbia University Graduate School of Journalism.

She has published three books so far: one musical biography, “Fritz Kreisler: Love’s Sorrow, Love’s Joy”; and two memoirs, “House of Holy Fools: A Family Portrait in Six Cracked Parts” about her childhood family; and “Figuring Sh!t Out: Love, Laughter, Suicide, and Survival,” about her husband, who died in 2011, and dealing with the blessings of life in the aftermath.
Luncheon Buffet
University Club
141 Washington Avenue (1 block from the APL)
12 NOON
Good food for $20.00
Checks payable to the Friends of the Albany Public Library may be sent to:
Friends of the APL, 161 Washington Ave, Albany, NY 12210
Reservations by Tuesday, April 21, 2015
For more information, please contact Roger Green, rogerogreen@gmail.com
Photo credit: Danny Richardson. Bio via timesunion.com and figuringshitout.net




Flowers between the cracks in the sidewalk

If the first bus is late, or the second bus isn’t arriving when it does, I would have schlepped the bike around to no avail.

flowers-sidewalk-crackSomehow, I had a litany of things to do for work (prepare for conference, do reference questions), and the Friends of the Albany Public Library (too many to count), and this Author/Illustrator thing at a local school on Saturday, and no time for much blogging, plus this couple I knew split up, and, per Yul Brynner, et cetera, et cetera. And I couldn’t sleep, because the brain was processing all of the above.

So let me note two just about perfect hours after work Friday. I had taken my bike to work (on two buses) and needed to take it (on two more buses) to the bike shop to get fixed. The 5:17 out of Corporate Woods to downtown had been notorious late all week Continue reading “Flowers between the cracks in the sidewalk”