Suprise Me

As if a career in music isn’t perilous enough, American musician Robin Goldsby and her bassist husband take on a few critters roaming the German countryside.  Thwack. Or is it thwump? Skittle, scratch, scrape, thwop. It’s a quarter to three and there’s no one in the place except you and me—thonk—and Dumbo? Has a baby elephant… Read More

The Camper-Waitress Goes to the Fair The summer my friend Stephanie and I were too old to be a campers but not old enough to be counselors,   we worked as camper-waitresses at a children’s camp in the Connecticut foothills.   Stephanie and I went on to become life-long friends,  but a friendship cut too… Read More

  Retrospect – The UU and Me By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 My journey to the Unitarian Universalist church wasn’t exactly a pilgrimage. More like a reluctant trudge, propelled by equal parts metaphysical dread and my mother’s nagging. She always said I needed “spiritual enrichment,” a phrase that conjured images of beige casseroles… Read More

Earth Day was thought up by Wisconsin Sen. Gaylord Nelson when he, along with many Americans, became outraged by a 1969 oil spill off the California coast killing untold marine life and migratory birds. Santa Barbara, where the spill occurred, though on the opposite side of the country, is in profound respects not unlike Rappahannock… Read More

Where Have the Years Gone? I surely don’t remember getting older, but here I am!   (See Bus Stop) And yet although I often forget where I parked my car,  or where I left my eyeglasses,   I can still remember in loving detail the big rubber boots my father wore as he pulled me… Read More

"Notably the Berkeley School of Criminology was targeted by key players in the US military-industrial complex such as Ronald Reagan himself, then Governor of California and Regent of UC-Berkeley." Read More

  I wish i had had taken better care of this car and kept it to this day. It was worthy. Whenever I see one I harken back to the days of driving far too fast and scaring the snot out of my friends. I usually had Queensryche Operation Mindcrime or Metallica Master of Puppets… Read More

Funerals were forbidden when I was growing up. They were mysterious events my parents attended with other adults. My first introduction to this final rite of passage was my grandfather Philip Krut’s funeral on May 2, 1972. I was 26 years old and the mother of a one-year-old. Did I attend alone? Were my husband… Read More

This is the only place I have ever lived where any decent snowstorm causes people to panic and abandon their cars all over the streets. Read More

In the beginner’s mind there are many possibilities, all of them ending with a tumble into the surf. Read More