A few things have transpired since I took this photo in early May. The virus has wreaked havoc with our lives, bringing us and “normal” to our knees. Jobs don’t look and feel like they once did. Schools are operating wild west, frontier style. A little over a week ago, insurrectionists stormed our nation’s capital…
I paused at a place where the trail curves and rises in a subtle incline. Gaps in the patches of trees broke up the shoreline like openings in a fence. Across the water a large stand of tress jutted out into the lake. Their tall black spines set against the sky the color of flint,…
In high school, my friend Matty and I would drive around listening to a cassette of Comic Relief IV. I realize this is a very specific listening choice. Comic Relief was a massive telethon-like fundraiser event that enlisted comedians to help combat homelessness. The first one aired on HBO in 1986. The broadcast included hosts…
Happy days are here again The skies above are clear again So let’s sing a song of cheer again Happy days are here again! A recording of Carrie Fisher singing the song, “Happy Days Are Here Again” plays through the theater to open her 2010 one-woman show, Wishful Drinking, based on her best-selling book of…
I spend twenty minutes wandering around a paved path that loops up over several short grassy hills trying to find “Author’s Ridge,” the plateau where Louisa May Alcott, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Ralph Waldo Emerson, and Henry David Thoreau are buried. There is big nineteenth-century nerd energy here in the Sleepy Hollow Cemetery in Concord Massachusetts. Designed…
