Levine's Life Lessons

                          I have a hard time putting Jacky into words.  You really have to know her to believe all the stories.  I do like ...

           I know, I know, I talked about someone named Wacky Wendy, but there is also a Wacky Jacky She is a friend of mine, b...

      When my brother Bruce and I went to Cuba in early 2000, we traveled extensively around the country, but nothi...

The subway is not the only form of transportation with stories.  I’ve heard of people having sex on the LIRR (Long Islan...

In New York City everyone seems to have an attitude even the homeless.   I once offered a man some chocolate covered ...

My first apartment was in Bayside, New York and I had an old fashioned oven that you had to light the pi...

         Life can be funny sometimes and students can be equally so.  I’ve worked in Jewish schools with Hebrew s...

There are some stories that should be classified under you can’t make this stuff up.  I often say that about...

Tom is our school’s basketball coach who smells so bad that he is often called toxic. That and “shot” because he’s ...

I don’t know what’s up with people these days.  People certainly have interesting taste when it comes to their cloth...

Several years ago, I went with a few co-workers to Philadelphia.  We were certainly a motley crew.    There was Nic...

     Several years ago my brother Bruce and I visited Costa Rica, and found ourselves in the northern part of t...

When I was in  the eighth grade,  my friends Keith, Tohru,  and I went to a New York Mets game.   Back then, the Mets w...

I’ve talked about my trip to Spain with my friend Bruce before.  Prior to visiting Spain, my brother Dan and I...