(T)he point of these reminiscences isn’t a specific memory, it’s about the conversations that ensue about those memories. Read More

And so it goes. Read More

That was my first encounter with Hadley. I held her on my lap the entire time. Having this sunny, beautiful four-month-old niece was a welcome counterweight to my grief for my mom. Read More

So it starts with a headcount. Between them my parents had five siblings. All brothers. Uncle and, perhaps spousal Aunt possibilities abounded . . . . Alas Read More

And looking at how the dates fall I realize that it’s September 1979. Charlie was born Thursday September 27, 1979. Charlie and his mom came home from the hospital on Sunday the 30th. The day the picture was taken. Read More

(Mom) was drawn to challenging recipes.  With mixed results.  Her sardine pie became the stuff of family legend, firmly anchoring the bottom end of the results scale. Read More

Seems to me that Covid-19 has set the stage for the emergence of new superstitions. Read More

But getting back to fragrant flashbacks, while no such aromas come to mind, I can conjure tastes.  Read More

The first question is, “what if we’re wrong?”  The second, larger question is, “what if we can’t know?” Read More

But if one was the picture-perfect-postcard of a vacation the other was the photographic negative from which it was printed. Read More