Keeping a Secret, Santa
A buzz was working its way from second grade desk to desk and it wasn’t from the sugar. We knew that Santa Claus was in the building.
A buzz was working its way from second grade desk to desk and it wasn’t from the sugar. We knew that Santa Claus was in the building.
Yesterday, I attended a graveside memorial service for a friend’s brother who died unexpectedly at age 52. We gathered in the shaded stillness of Lincoln cemetery and listened as his […]
Friends ask how’s your book coming along? Slowly. My reason? Most days, my brain is too full of projects and problems of my day job. It’s a good job […]
One Republican convention. One master director gone off the rails. One chaise longue in need of a home. My chair story is the kinder, gentler one. No Eastwooding involved. Seven years ago […]
I’m not yet to the grandparent part of my life so when my niece Rachel arranged to stop by for lunch on her trip from Virginia to Maine, I was […]
Forget corned beef and “Danny Boy.” For me it’s brown bread and bodhrans. The first time I heard a bodhran (pronounced bow, like cow, run), I was a young teenager. My Aunt Mary […]