Mike Fink
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We met for coffee to discuss her book, its past and its future.  She handed me an advance copy of “Eavesdropping in Oberammergau”: a black and white cover photograph of a cliff and … more
The young newlywed soldiers from the StandWithUs Israeli Soldiers Tour (see page 3) appeared at Laurelmead Cooperative, in Providence, in April and were warmly received by the mostly elderly … more
No piping plovers at the dunes, but I checked out Moonstone Beach and a single sandpiper came from the shoreline to greet me. Another day – a foggy/misty morn – as I strolled from the towers to the oblong where the Narrow River pours into Narragansett Bay, I found a solitary waterfowl, an avocet I think, short but with a long curved beak and heron-like legs. Perhaps it was a Stilt. It made up for my disappointment in not coming across cliff swallows or arctic terns. more
Marguerite Dorian Taussig came to our town, taught a class in botany, composed and contributed a fine and witty essay about how the names of perfumes change to reflect the mood of the times, and … more
We met at a coffee shop. I was looking for him, and he for me. I took note of a slim cane on the floor beside his table. “Fink?” he inquired. We had arranged our rendezvous because his dentist told him that I was a person who would listen … more
My story begins with my student Max Levi Frieder, who came from Colorado to the Rhode Island School of Design (RISD). more
I like to fight back against the health-food and exercise addicts.  “My father,” I claim, “prescribed salt – a pile, a pillar, of it  against infection, a cigarette as a cure for a cold, and a shot of Four Roses as a pick-me-up … more
I met Alexandra Broches at a marina cafe in South Kingstown.  She has served as director of the Hera Gallery in Wakefield, where she has also shown her prints, photographs and paintings.  She has taught at both the University of Rhode … more
I met my aunt Stella for the first time when I was a bar mitzvah boy, I mean a young teen-ager. Why? She came down to our cobblestones from Montreal, now that the war was over and travel bans were lifted. You could take a train or drive on your … more
As a teacher of film history, I show “classic” movies of yore and compare them to recent fare, adding commentary about their contexts. Here is such a comparison between then and now on-screen. Sabu, the Indian stable boy who was the … more
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