Time. Make it count.

What to do?  How about hike?  How about hike the 48 tallest mountains in New Hampshire?  That’s a goal I could get behind. Something to focus my energy and efforts … and time. Something defined, with a fixed end point. Something achievable, yet challenging both physically … Read the rest

What We Miss

Who says it’s so easy to save a life?  In the middle of an interview for the job you might get you see the cat from the window of the seventeenth floor just as she’s crossing the street against traffic, just as you’re answering a question about … Read the rest

Tonight I took my daughter to her first girl scout meeting of the season. She’s now a Brownie and wore a brown vest with colorful badges and pins she earned last year.

Hand in hand we walk up the carpeted stairs to room 206.  “Be good sweetie, listen to what … Read the rest

We watched “La La Land” last week.

After it ended, I asked my daughter what she thought.

Loved it, except the ending. “It was so sad,” she explained. “Why did it have to end like that?”

She’s still young, still believes in fantasy and inevitable happy endings in stories … … Read the rest

“A sweet lie is more gracious for us than a virulent but real truth.”
– Anton Chekhov… Read the rest

Two weeks ago, I get a Facebook message.  “I feel like after our trip together our relationship cooled.  Was it something I did?”

Well …

The trip happens in the last week of June. The walls are closing in on me and I  need to do something, anything. A close … Read the rest

I walk in the evening air or run in the morning  and feel the season changing from one thing to another – sultry shifting to crisp. Crickets sing their odes to the final days of summer.

At sunset a honking formation of geese flew over our heads. Twenty, thirty so … Read the rest

I met Andrea in 1988.  I was a sophomore in college and still living in the dorm.  She was the girlfriend of a guy named Barry who was the roommate/dorm-mate of my friend Joe.

Barry was into working out, hitting the gym in the adjoining dorm once a day.  I … Read the rest

It’s mid-July.

My mom calls in a panic.  The lump on my dad’s tongue, the one he noticed a few months ago, the one that’s grown noticeably larger, the one his doctor immediately biopsied, the one I’m just learning about is in fact cancer.

It falls to me to take … Read the rest