The New York Times had an article the other day about the new popularity of offbeat animals.
An opossum named Starfish has attracted nearly a quarter-million followers on Instagram and Facebook, it reported. Raccoons, prairie dogs, skunks and pigeons were also gaining in appreciation.
Let’s stick with pigeons for a moment. (more…)
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We had heard stories about families fracturing and dis-inviting members to Thanksgiving for voting the wrong way in the election.
As we motored up to Cape Cod for our annual gathering, there was no worry about that happening in our clan. We all were born into Eisenhower Republican families, and some of us had morphed into Democrats and Independents. But no one, as far as we knew, had lurched into Trump World. There would be no angry confrontations, no finger-pointing. It never, miraculously, became a topic of conversation at the dinner table. (more…)
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We’ve been through the mountains of New Hampshire together and driven the scenic route on Cape Cod more than once.
We’ve been to concerts and baseball games, job interviews and construction sites, parties and funerals. Even a funeral or two that eventually turned into a party. (more…)
I said these words last year: I don’t need to have another traditional roasted turkey dinner on Thanksgiving for the rest of my life.
As I recall, this was not the fault of the preparers or the circumstances of last year’s feed (I should know these things yet it all blurs), but simply a feeling that this particular holiday paradigm had run its course. (more…)
I spent Memorial Day weekend on Cape Cod for two reasons. It’s always a kick to hang out with my brother’s family in their nice lakeside home in Orleans. Making it better, the radiant blonde niece was flying in from Sun Valley and would stoke the shenanigans of her on-site vaudevillian brother.
And it was my mother’s 102nd birthday. (more…)