May 30, 2013
2:30 p.m.
When I was sixteen years old, two Zambian orphan baby boys were placed in my arms, and I was told to name them. I asked if they needed first and middle names and was told only first names would be requisite. Without much hesitat...
May 22, 2013
4:11 p.m.
I have already voiced my opinion in this blog on fashion and fashionistas. It is, as the poet Kipling put it, “Don’t look too good nor talk too wise.” There is a threshold past which you look “too good&rd...
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...
