It’s not that I’m risk averse — I prefer predictability. I appreciate a pleasant sameness in my daily routine. Blissful in the calm, I can get things...
A self-described beginning birder for almost 25 years finds the annual Christmas Bird Count a journey of discovery this year.
Traveling to Martha’s Vineyard in the 1930s one had to go to New Bedford where The New England Steamship Company provided ferry service. The trip to...
My son Dan was sick for 16 years and in those 16 years he got to know me as a human not just as his mom. From his hospital bed perch he spent a lot...
It was just after Christmas a few winters ago, the family still visiting and the kitchen still in holiday mode with tins of cookies and jars of...
I say this almost every day — today was one of the strangest days of my life. I began saying this phrase, genuinely, four years ago on the first day...
It was a dark but not stormy night. Just a merry crispness in the air. It was Saturday, two days after Thanksgiving, around the dinner hour. We were...
The freshman history classes recently traveled the Island’s African American Heritage Trail from Chappaquiddick to Aquinnah as part of their study of...
I went to a funeral last Saturday. Four days before Christmas, the weather was unseasonably mild. This funeral was at the United Methodist Church in...

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