3 in 1 Friday: Library, Park and the Barbershop

 

My First Library in America

It was a gorgeous late Friday morning, and I decided I should visit my old local library and I did. It was filled with reflection and nostalgia to say the least. I spent a lot of time there today, at least over 3 hours. While walking through the familiar doors of the Haverstraw King's Daughters Public Library in Garnerville, New York, I was reminded of my early days in America, the place where I first had and held my library card. And back then, I would use that card to borrow books, CDs, and even audio players home and for the road. We didn't have smart phones like today —now these things are almost all obsolete and likened to relics of a bygone era. It's absolutely incredible to think about how much has changed in the last decade and to wonder where the next ten years might take us. I can only imagine.

 

I did a lot of damage today in this Library. Stay clear or I'll talk your head off. Ha!

And today's visit wasn't just about memories, though, there was more. I also didn't go there to write a paper or to do homework that is coming due. But instead I was there as a free agent and found myself immersed in political philosophy,  anthropology, and especially reading more about the political economy of the U.S., the capitalist class, working class, the struggles within these classes, labor exploitation, rule of law, and how trauma came into the picture and has influenced the American way of life and culture. Why some of the most prominent people use sex tapes and perhaps sexual traumas to achieve fame. In essence I was reading more about things we are not allowed to think or question and definitely was never privy to in school🤔. My time in the Library was definitely all about some things that can help me with understanding of the multifaceted nature of the American way. Yes, the American way. That America.

I also dug into topics on consumerism, figures like AOC, and even the undeniable magnetism of Oprah Winfrey, whose ability to captivate people fascinates me—although I suspect she has her share of secrets too, hidden from the public.

I explored deeper into Marxism,  Communism, China and how successful it has become as a nation in the 21st Century and the managerial class, the so-called Professional Managerial Class (PMC), and why capitalism seems to be failing so many Americans. Think Karl Marx and Fredrich Engel. There’s this uncomfortable truth that the educational system here leaves people only partially educated.

There are times when education needs to be questioned. Familiar with factory schooling? For instance the very mention of the word "communism" in America can trigger predictable reactions from most people. And yet if you ask the average Joe out there what this political philosophy is about, I can guarantee you they will be scratching their heads.

Look, I'm not critical of capitalism in itself; it has done so much for me. I'm just thinking out loud about some of the things we are not permitted to ask or even think about. But I can’t ignore the struggles of those people less fortunate in our midst. I do a lot of traveling for work and I see a lot on my way. It always makes me wonder. An example is one of my friends, a former marine who once would have fought to death for this country, just received food stamps this week. Imagine the stigma and others that came with it. His plight made me question the system—not because he’s lacking in ambition or is lazy, but because it seems like the same country he protected has let him down. I don't know. Again, I'm just thinking out here.

It's these kinds of thoughts that occupied me during my library visit.

I always find myself asking more questions, thinking harder about the world, while still acknowledging my own privilege and the fortune I've had.

Until I write again on this subject, keep thinking and asking the hard questions.

 

A Perfect Day at Rockland Lake: Embracing Nature’s Bliss

Today, I had the pleasure of visiting Rockland Lake again, and it turned out to be yet another experience of pure tranquility and joy. The weather was picture-perfect—crisp and sunny, with just the right touch of warmth and delight for my taste. It was the kind of day that invites you to be outside, outdoorsy and surrounded by nature. I could have stay there all afternoon but I had to end it and head home for other chores awaiting me.

 Rockland Lake, New York, offers a walking trail that circles the entire lake, stretching over three plus miles. As I strolled along the path, I couldn't help but think, “What a fantastic day and exercise one could have” The trails provide a great way to stay active, and many other people seemed to agree with my assessment. I saw people biking, roller skating, and even a few folks simply soaking up the sun on benches and blankets. There was an undeniable sense of happiness in the air; everyone I passed seemed relaxed, comfortable in their state of being and perhaps content about everything I could imagine, exchanging warm smiles and friendly greetings.

The park has always been one of my favorites in the County and not only just a haven for people, but for wildlife as well. Throughout my walk there, I noticed the graceful deer wandering at a distance, geese paddling near the shoreline, and even fish visible in the lake’s clear waters. The presence of these animals brought a natural harmony to the park, adding to its peaceful atmosphere.

 The park is also well kept and neat with garbage peels everywhere. No littering is allowed. I'm sure one could be fined for it if caught. The restrooms were also nice and clean when I visited one.

 As I continued around the lake, I also noticed the subtle yet beautiful signs of autumn approaching. The leaves were beginning to turn shades of yellow, a soft reminder that fall is just around the corner. My favorite season of the four. It was one of those perfect moments where everything felt in sync—nature, people, and the peaceful environment. How therapeutic could that be?. I just had to be there.

Rockland Lake truly is a wonderful park and my top places to visit whenever I am in the area. Whether you’re looking for a peaceful retreat, a good workout, or simply a place to connect with nature, it has something for everyone. In fact, you can also have BBQ there with friends and family. I highly recommend a visit when you are around the area.

 In short, today’s visit was nothing short of perfect, and I can’t wait to go back and experience the changing seasons there next time.

 The Barbershop in Haverstraw, New York

I had a wonderful day today, filled with simple pleasures that reminded me how important it is to enjoy the moment, wherever life takes you. I started the day at the library, one of my favorite places in town. There's something about being surrounded by books that always brings me peace. After that, I headed to the park for a brief walk, just to soak in the sun and enjoy a few moments of quiet reflection.

 As the day went on, I had an interesting reminder from someone so dear to me that it might be time for a haircut. It was one of those comments that signals more than just the obvious—it’s like a nudge toward self-care. Part of me knew it was time, but I was holding off, hoping to wait until next week when I head to Patchogue, on Long Island NY for work. It'll be a completely new environment for me, and I’ve been mentally preparing to make all the adjustments that come with being in a new place. However, after that little nudge, I figured I might as well get the haircut now and take one less thing off my plate before the move.

While on my way home, I passed through Haverstraw and decided to stop by a barbershop that caught my eye, a small Spanish spot. It was quick, though the music was a bit too loud for my liking. You know, “that loud”. The barber was efficient though, and in no time, I was out the door with a fresh cut.

Still, I don’t think I’ll go back next time—not quite the vibe I was looking for. But hey, it served its purpose, and the next time I need a cut, I’ll hopefully find something that suits me better in Patchogue, Long Island. Hasta la vista,  no. 

Like most men, I appreciate a good haircut. There's something about it that just boosts your mood and makes you feel ready to take on whatever's next. For now, I’m just happy to have it done.

That was my day—a few simple stops, each with its own small joys. The best part? I savored the moments, knowing that life is always changing, in ways that are unimaginable, and we’ve got to find peace wherever we are.

 

Until I write again, keep thinking, breathing, and living life to the fullest.

 

Peace ✌️.

 

Pal Ron