Jeffrey Craig Berg

Father, husband, writer, raconteur, programmer, procrastinator, scotch drinker, traveler, cheap spendthrift, vulgarian, low-brow intellectual, wit, doughy version of his teenage self, reserved in his opinions, willing to say anything to anyone, in over his head, swimming against the current, smarter than the average bear, uninformed, self-aware ignoramus, linguaphile, logorrheic, covetous, wannabe ascetic, hard-boiled sentimentalist.

Millers’ Tales

The Archive: Origin

My wife, Susie, and I are off on an adventure.  We’re about to open a retail store selling vintage photos of New York City, antique maps, advertising art, and what she terms “impulsive essentials,” which are those things you didn’t know you needed until you saw them and then you knew you could not live [...]