May 11, 2013
12:01 a.m.
My wife and I went on a walk Wednesday evening around 8:15. It was one of those evenings of clement weather that make one feel guilty for being inside. The neighbor’s three year old daughter agreed with...
May 8, 2013
9:44 p.m.
My wife and I went to the Rec at 6:30 this morning. She made her way to a treadmill for cardio; I began with weights. I never feel particularly strong in the mornings—mostly stiff, shaky and out of brea...
May 4, 2013
10:26 p.m.
These are some thoughts I’ve written down upon meeting and conversing with seasoned citizens in Newton:
My view of elderly folks has changed over the years. When I was young I thought they loved gardening and Rummy-cube because they had to—it...
May 4, 2013
10:20 p.m.
Last year I only mowed our yard a handful of times, and when I did the mower processed more dust than grass. I stirred up so much dirt I half expected to start Dust Bowl 2.0. But this year is different. Sadly, the volume of grass in my...
April 27, 2013
10:50 p.m.
I had the rare opportunity to attend a father-daughter banquet this evening. I say “rare” because I am not a father; I have no daughters. It was held at Grace Community Church, and about seventy fathers and daughters...
April 25, 2013
8:10 a.m.
In a moment of irresponsibility I left my wallet at the rec this morning, so I decided to swing by and pick it up on my way to work. I left the house at 7:55 AM, and didn’t make it to my workplace, two ...
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April 20, 2013
3:38 p.m.
Last Sunday afternoon I fished with my nieces and nephews at my parents house just outside Newton. They caught a few perch and a small bass. After one of these hauls, my seven-year-old nephew, Emry ran up to me and said, “Uncle ...
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April 20, 2013
4:52 p.m.
I took last Wednesday off to work on graduate school applications. It was raining damp, cold and gray, and I decided to do some of my writing and editing at Norm’s Coffee Bar on 6th Street. As Robert Palmer, the proprietor of th...
April 12, 2013
9:08 a.m.
Cities, like onions and ogres, are made up of layers. Anyone who has torn up the flooring in a century-old house knows this—carpet on linoleum on tile on wood. Roads erode, and another layer of pavement is added. Striped wallpap...
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April 8, 2013
8:25 p.m.
Recently, a tiny wooden door was found at the base of a tree in Golden Gate Park, San Francisco. Park officials don’t know who put it there, or what its purpose is. Andy Stone, a park’s department employee said, &ld...
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