When we moved from Southern California to Alexandria, Virginia in the early 1990s, we did what any normally curious people would do in this new territory. We explored the trove of historical sites that nearly inundate the region: the august memorials on The Mall; Civil War battlefields all over the place; and running or biking to Mt. Vernon seven miles away, to mention a few. (more…)
COURTESY PHOTO How can a serene European river cruise possibly go wrong?
Jane and I are hardly swashbuckling world travelers, but we have gone on a couple of ocean-going cruises on big ships with thousands of fellow passengers.
These cruise ships attract their share of ridicule for their immensity and tendency to pamper even those guests who, like us, opt for the smaller low-end staterooms. (more…)
When I was in the 4th grade, I began taking group clarinet lessons, though in this day and age, I doubt many public schools offer such musical opportunities. I was issued a battered metal instrument that had withstood many years in the hands of dozens of kids like me. (more…)
Our columnist, wearing his heart on his head.
Ever since we put down stakes in Manhattan 20 years ago, I have worn my Red Sox hat throughout the baseball season.
In this white-hot enclave of Yankees’ mania my displaying the colors of their arch enemy has gone largely ignored. (more…)
I had never anticipated saying the next sentence in my lifetime: “Next week we’ll be going on a quick vacation jaunt to Uruguay.”
But we did and it was splendid. (more…)