Karen called me two weeks before Steven’s 60th birthday party to ask if I would say a few kind words about her husband. I’m a practiced toastmaster, having presided over thanksgiving dinners at our house for twenty years, and I said, “Sure.†I knew there would be others singing the praises of this fine man, […]
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I carry the box of newspapers and plop them down next to the lawn mower, the lawn chairs, and other assorted junk from my garage. I’m multitasking : cleaning the garage and sanding cabinet doors in my adjoining shop. That’s why I’m wearing hearing protectors, and when Dolly calls, “Michael,†it only registers as a […]
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Take the Belief-O-Matic test Here are my results: 1. Unitarian Universalism (100%) 2. Liberal Quakers (96%) 3. Neo-Pagan (85%) 4. Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (85%) 5. Secular Humanism (74%) 6. Taoism (74%) The warning signs on our street have gone, so this is it for mountain lion updates. The latest theories are : an […]
At 1:30 a.m. today residents of Mohawk Drive (Indian Village)†Acton reported hearing a loud growling noise outside their home. Officers responding heard the same growling noises and saw deer running scared through the area. The Environmental Police were contacted and advised the officers to stay out of the woods for the night hours and they […]
“Hey Susie.†“Hey Mikie.†“I have a question for you.†“Well.†“I have this package I want to send Charlie. I’m late, I can’t get a hold of Mary, and I need his Deerfield address.†I can hear Susan mumbling, “Charlie…find my file, find by contents,†then a laugh, then I laugh because I know […]
First cousins at First Communion View larger image All grown up View larger image
First cousins at First Communion View larger image All grown up View larger image
I make promises I can’t keep. Chris’s influence on our camping trip for instance…I’m bored with the idea. The problem is, I’ve told the stories too many times, and my brain will freeze if I attempt to write them. Better is his dad’s email to Molly, Chris’s sister: Dear Molly, Chris and I just came […]
Hiking the Appalachian Trail near our first night’s campsite, we came to this foot-numbingly cold stream. It’s about fifty yards wide, and while the trail ends on one side and clearly begins again on the other, we thought, this is not possible. “They†can’t be asking “us” to roll up our pants and walk through […]
MarkÃs customary camping clothing is Early Hobo. This time, however, dressed in wool pants given to him by Adam, and a spiffy blue jacket given to him by his brother, Mark resembled a model from J.Crew. Here, he’s careful not to get his feet damp. The Bigger Picture Speaking of bums, how about this pair […]