Annie and I spent a lot of time at the beach through the years. I stayed at the tide line. She took off for the dune grass looking for small mammals...
The other day I was looking at a photo taken from Pam Clark’s old house of Shenandoah, at anchor in back of the Black Dog, and waxing nostalgic. Then...
I’m always amused to see how information given to someone working for a newspaper can get turned around, and I normally just enjoy it. But when Skip...