Summer Vacations

It was August of ’63, and my family drove to northern Maine to visit family, as usual. We always spent ten days to two weeks in Maine, driving up in summer-weather and returning to fall and school. The summer of ‘63, my father planned a day-hike to climb Mt. Katahdin...

The Times of Your Life

Good morning, yesterday You wake up and time has slipped away…   After several days of rain, Keith and I woke this morning to sunshine and spring-green stretching across the Rockfish Valley. Through our open window, I heard bird calls and echoes from dogs...

Mawwiage

  “Mawwiage. Mawwiage is what bwings us togethew today. Mawwiage, that bwessed awwangement, that dweam within a dweam. And wove, twue wove, wiww fowwow you fowevah and evah… So tweasuwe youw wove…” -The Impressive Clergyman (Peter Cook) who cannot pronounce “R’s”...

My Secret

I have a secret. I used to steal cookies. Not the freebies at the grocery store that parents give to children as bribes, I mean, rewards for good behavior – no, I stooped much lower. I stole cookies from my own children. The rule was this: you could have two cookies...