Suprise Me

Being pretty much the academic nerd, I’m reasonably certain that no one in my mid 1960s  high school life looked to me for fashion statements.  Moreover, I wasn’t allowed to clothes shop with any frequency, and when I did, I got little guidance from my disinterested mother. But I did know about and covet Villager… Read More

Outside my bay window I can see a parade of saris, hijabs, turbans, baseball caps, blue jeans, you name it. Read More

My maternal grandfather was my first exemplar of bigotry. Read More

But little hands lifted the top of the garbage pail, and discovered the resting place of the gumdrop tree. Read More

I find myself walking into a room and saying "What did I come in here for?" This happens more often than I care to admit. Read More

...all fiction writers are liars. Read More

Martha’s Vineyard is predominantly a resort community, particularly in the summer. We go to the beach, exercise in some form, ride bikes, hike the beautiful trails, socialize with friends. So when it rains, everyone comes into town, looking to shop, go to the movies or find something else to do. We happen to live right… Read More

"Oh, Warren." Read More

There are many poets whose work I cherish. For instance, Robert Frost. I can easily recite all four stanzas of “Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening” and most of “The Road Not Taken,” although I don’t recall ever intentionally trying to memorize them. I love anything by e. e. cummings. I don’t know any… Read More

As we’d let our fingers do the walking earlier in the day, Garth holds up his iPhone to show him the item we're looking for. There it is, supposedly in stock, in this store. Read More