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  Retrospect – The Pigeon War of 1952 By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 So, let me take you back to the bustling streets of Boston in 1952. My grandfather, a city boy through and through, loved to regale us with tales of his urban escapades. And none was more legendary than The Pigeon… Read More

Call me ungrateful, but I lacked a plan for the balance of the dawn, or for the rest of my life which stretched before me like the enormous ocean, and I was alone. Read More

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Karen, seeking a new life, had fled from her family and friends to Kyoto, Japan.  She fell into equally bad relationships in the expat community. I have tried to explain her process of separating from me.  She joined a potter’s commune on the island of Shikoku where she eventuality became a renowned potter. One day,… Read More

I never asked to be a movie critic. And yet it happened. People don’t believe me when I say this; they assume movie reviewing is such a plum job that I must have scrambled and hustled to get there. Not really. In 1991 I’d been working at the San Francisco Chronicle seven years when the… Read More

In 1967, I left my hometown in Michigan to move to Chicago with Fred, who would be starting medical school. Before I moved, I received several dire warnings from the women in my family. My great-aunt Sarah shared that she had read several cases in The Jewish Daily Forward’s “A Bintel Brief” about women who… Read More

I lack my mother’s passion for tidying up. So I have decided to embrace the clutter in my life and put my energy into things that really “spark joy.” Read More

Blossoming                    What are you doing, now? He asked me peering up with my line of sight. I am giving the wisteria a standing ovation! As he shakes his head my heart pulls toward admiring the purple tresses of the vine- so stunning, arresting in their  delicate… Read More

The moral of the tale is that it is possible to have a perfectly behaved dog — just not one trained by anyone in my family. Read More