February 11, 2019

At this time of year, I dream about the summer beach and its welcome assault on my senses: the smell of coconut sunscreen and burgers on the grill; the sound of the season’s Top 40 hits, blended conversations, and gleeful shrieks from the water; the taste of melting ic...

January 18, 2019

I heard a story on the radio Monday afternoon that is still in my mind this morning. It’s the story of Charles Greenlee, a black Florida man, who was falsely accused seventy years ago (along with three other young black men) of raping a seventeen-year-old white girl. H...

December 20, 2018

Christmas is less than a week away, and I’ve got a song stuck in my head. It’s not Jingle Bells or Silent Night; it’s Carly Simon’s Anticipation. Because my boys are coming home for the holidays, I am swept up in the anticipation of their arrival. As self-appointed Chi...

November 26, 2018

It’s Monday morning, and I’ve got a case of the blues. This is not the regular case, wrought by the end of a weekend. No, I’m blue because my grown sons were here over the holiday, and now they’re gone. The post-boys-home funk is a recurring event that starts the momen...

October 24, 2018

I like being at home, in familiar environs with most of the things I need a few steps away. Home is where I can dress in comfortable clothing, eat whatever I wish, sleep in a bed that suits my body, and not feel awkward about taking an afternoon nap. A schedule-adherin...

October 12, 2018

I recently made the decision to send the novel I’m writing to a developmental editor, who will return my marked up manuscript to me in April. Yes, you heard me right. And so begins a slowed down period that I know I need but have been unwilling, until now, to initiate....

October 16, 2017

I recently read a memoir called The Little Locksmith that was written in the 1930s by Katharine Butler Hathaway, a woman who spent most of her childhood strapped to a board in an effort to stem the ravaging effects of spinal tuberculosis. Her writing is very good, if n...

May 1, 2017

In the six years of days I wrote grants for Mystic Seaport, the most memorable occurred in the summer of 2014, when we launched the Charles W. Morgan. Yes, this was a big day because the 1841 whaleship had not been to sea since her 37th and final voyage in 1921. But it...

February 13, 2017

When I was shoveling over the weekend, my mind drifted to a more carefree time, when snow had nothing to do with work and everything to do with play. I’m going to say it was the late 1960s, when I was in elementary school, that snow days were the most magical. The even...

January 17, 2017

Sorry for the inconvenience.

You’ve all heard this line before – it’s blasted in an email when the internet goes down at your office; broadcast over the public address system when your flight has been delayed for the third time; uttered without emotion by the receptioni...

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