My Stars, Lands Sake!, people used to say when the sky still had stars, people worked the land and didn’t want to take the Lord’s name in vain.
I met Ed Amaral while treating Lois, his wife, in the office for something minor. Later he mentored me on fishing technique, fishing etiquette and...
Back in October, 1964 when I was a young spunk at Columbia’s Graduate School of Journalism, we were instructed about the wonders of wire machines.
I wonder if you remember me. About 50 years ago, I worked at your boatyard in Edgartown.
The wood stove became a member of our family some time in the mid-seventies. We are on our fourth stove.
I have never had a warm and friendly relationship with cars. I know only there are red cars, green cars, gold cars, two-door or four-door cars.
The reality is that Question 2 is not about our school district, but rather a question of supporting our greater commonwealth.
The last time I saw my mom she was asleep in bed. A skeleton impersonating a human. Breathing took all her effort.
Last Yom Kippur I sat on my couch and wept. What happened to my Jewish life, I wondered.

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