Suprise Me

Some of our friends here are classmates, so they may have already shared their stories… In the Spring of 1978, I was a student at Harvard Business School, commuting to the campus in Boston (right – not Cambridge!) from our house in Billerica, Massachusetts. On this Monday, there was a serious snow storm forecast. This… Read More

I Yam What I Yam By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2023 So, ya wanna know if where I’m from defines me? Well buckle up, cuz here comes a geography lesson straight outta Beantown. First off, let’s get this straight: I ain’t some Hallmark movie character where my hometown paints a quaint mural on my… Read More

It has been nineteen weeks since we first started trying to "flatten the curve." How are we doing? Results are mixed. Read More

My first thought when it appeared was chagrin Read More

“We are your bad conscience,” said one of the leaflets. “Everyone wants to exonerate himself from his share of the blame … But it cannot be done: everyone is guilty! guilty! guilty!”" Read More

I met Ellen in the summer of 1968 when we were both working at the McCarthy for President national campaign headquarters. Read More

Mothers are dead. Children are far away, one overseas who celebrates mothers in March, so may not know when Mother’s Day occurs here in the United States. Husband is on Martha’s Vineyard. I am alone with my thoughts. It doesn’t matter, but there is no one to fêtê me, no one with whom to celebrate.… Read More

The gradual decline of print newspapers is a great sadness to me. While I do read the news online, it is not the same. I can only describe it as a loss of serendipity. Read More

I eat my peas with honey, I've done it all my life. It makes the peas taste funny, But it keeps them on my knife. --Gelett Burgess Read More

I remember watching as the husband and wife quietly looked inside that envelope, and saw they had tears in their eyes as he said, "We don't know what to say. I am embarrassed and ashamed that I have put my family through this.“ Read More