The Observatory
The Truth Shall Set You Laughing
Jeremiah Horrigan
- Location
- New Paltz, New York, USA
- Birthday
- February 04
- Title
- Worker
- Company
- Working Copy
- Bio
- Former Knight of the Altar, St. Martin's parish in South Buffalo, NY. Old enough to remember ducking-and-covering from the nukes that Sister Jeanne assured us were coming our way, defending Santa Claus until age 10, hating playing sports, wanting to fly, escaping to Westchester County for three years, re-escaping to Buffalo for most of high school, escaping to Fordham U long enough to drop out, escaping school, getting political, getting arrested, getting tried, convicted and released for crimes against the draft. Husband to Patty, father to Grady and Annie. Housepainter, cab driver, idiot, then newspaper reporter in Poughkeepsie, years of freelancing (Sports Illustrated, New York Times, Negligent Mother Magazine) and shameful indulgence, followed finally by 18 more years of reporting, column-writing, some awards, discoveries large and small along the way, including these: Sister Jeanne was full of beans, writing is good for the soul and I'm the luckiest man alive.
MY RECENT POSTS
- The Bell Tower
October 28, 2012 01:15PM - The Master: The (Unblinking)
Quiz
October 10, 2012 02:11PM - Neil Armstrong without tears
August 27, 2012 12:13AM - Homefront: A Father Sings His
Song
August 14, 2012 11:01PM - Don't Look Now . . . Not
Exactly a Love Story
July 21, 2012 11:44AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Well, no.
Why
would anybody watch TV news
for any reason? Your critique
makes
th…”
April 19, 2013 04:39PM - “Ramona: Your column here
is as sharply and accurately
drawn
as any I've seen in
t…”
March 03, 2013 10:31AM - “Ingrid: Sorry for the
delay in acknowledging your
kind words.
It took me this
lon…”
November 09, 2012 03:59PM - “Bo: Thanks! This my
first (public) foray into
fiction,
although it might
more acc…”
October 28, 2012 08:16PM - “Kent: As he so often
does, I think Dylan has a
lyric that
boils it all down
nicel…”
October 20, 2012 06:13PM
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