In the long fairway into the harbor of Suva City on Viti Levu, Fiji, the sharks play among the debris.
It is the season of orange lilies up-Island and down.
Island residents in every coffee shop and every intersection are beginning to grumble (rightly so) about the bump in traffic at this time of year.
Last August, a dog urinated on a bushel of corn at the Morning Glory farm stand at the West Tisbury Farmers’ Market.
John Adams loved a good party, especially on the Fourth of July.
I first read Proust’s Swann’s Way as a sophomore in college. Not even 20 years old, what could I know about time?
On April 22, more than a million citizens marched in 600 cities across the United States and abroad in support of science — an impressive turnout.
n late 1969 I drew a high 303 in the Selective Service pool, which meant I was not going to be drafted to fight in the war in Viet Nam.

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