I first wrote about Connie last January in the Oak
Bluffs town column. Something unusual, actually supernatural, had happened between Connie and me,...
Water. It is a key to life. At times it is our ally. Other times it is our adversary, as was the case for many during and after Hurricane Sandy. The...
They came from all over the mainland and descended on us. What made this a first was that the Island was the setting. Over 30 years of Thanksgivings...
For my wife Cathlin’s last day of radiation treatment for breast cancer, the kids and I head into Boston to be with her. Eirene, aka Pickle (age four...
With a gust of wind, November blows the last of the oak leaves from the branches and the clear November light pours down from the emptied gulf of sky...
For all we have
Not all we think we need
For all the mountains
Broad valleys, deepest seas
For all our dreams
Our hopes
The friendships that we gain...
Sad to say, I come from a long line of people who bump into doors, sweep punch bowls from tables, and drag dog doo into rooms, inadvertently stamping...