Larry Goldberg

2 weeks ago | telegraphherald.com | Larry Goldberg

I rode my bicycle in Cranford, N.J., in 1965, cruising down High Street hill with my neighborhood friends, Chuck, Barry and Mike. My bike was a nondescript black Schwinn, but to me it was pure gold. We followed the rough trails along the Rahway River, which wound through the town, and we peddled in parks, on ballfields and on every street in that suburban oasis only 22 miles from Manhattan.

1 month ago | telegraphherald.com | Larry Goldberg

My son, Ben, was born in 1990, and my daughter, Emily, followed a few years later. Like many young couples, Kate and I were running around like crazy, trying to manage the kids and work. This perpetually chaotic state made it challenging to prepare a decent family meal and take proper care of ourselves.

2 months ago | telegraphherald.com | Larry Goldberg

When I was living in the East Village in New York City in the 1980s, I used to go to an old dentist who worked alone in a musty office: No frills, no assistants, no music, no fanfare. He was inexpensive and suited my needs in those days, and I assumed I was getting adequate dental care. When my family and I moved to Dubuque in 1997, we saw a number of local dentists, and I was amazed at the excellent care we received.

Dec 12, 2024 | telegraphherald.com | Larry Goldberg

As basketball die-hard fans of Iowa native Caitlin Clark know, women’s college basketball is in full swing, and ravenous devotees cry for more. They will be devouring basketball from now until March Madness and the grand conclusion of the women’s tournament. But 50 years ago, before Clark, there was Carol Blazejowski, and I played against her.

Nov 13, 2024 | telegraphherald.com | Larry Goldberg

I have Parkinson’s disease. Somebody had to (a nod to my brilliant hero, Bill Bryson, “The Lost Continent”). According to the Parkinson’s Foundation (www.parkinson.org), about a million people in the United States have Parkinson’s disease, or PD. I was first diagnosed with PD in the spring of this year. The variety and number of symptoms I was feeling had mounted; they probably go back 10 or more years, but at first were not recognized as possible signs of PD.