2 Years Later, Grim Photos From the BP Disaster

Sometimes I get comments and emails asking why I’m not more, well, personal in my blogging. I think it’s because I’m not really a very open person, at least, not with strangers. So the last few days  [more...]

I realized today for the first time that I do not carry cash. It was made uncomfortably evident when I went to the grocery store and encountered the Salvation Army bell ringer outside. I was only armed with a debit card  [more...]

I attended Randolph Elementary School, on South Quincy Street. My first grade classes were in a trailer in the parking lot; the next year they decided to renovate the school with the then popular “open plan”  [more...]