Coffee Break

Coffee Break

I’m sorry to say I’m fairly indiscriminate when it comes to coffee.  I started drinking it when I was 12, with my Uncle Ben, and haven’t stopped for a day since.  Starbucks, WAWA, Dunkin Donuts, any coffee shop I happen to pass on my daily rounds. ...
Welcome to My Blog

Welcome to My Blog

  I love tables.  Old pine tables.  Oak tables.  Tables make of ancient sewing machines. Drop leaf tables.  Any table where I can sit and drink coffee, read the New York Times and This Old House magazine, chat with friends, and have lunch with my grandchildren....
Celebrating Seventy-Five

Celebrating Seventy-Five

It’s not so bad turning 75 if you’ve done it right. Which means engaging in work that satisfies you and brings you joy; raising happy, competent and caring children; doing the work necessary to acquire good friends; and being close to siblings, who know...

Read With Me

I’m reading a profound novel, The Heart, by Maylis de Kerangal. The story takes place over the twenty-four hours surrounding a heart transplant between a teenage boy who died in a car accident and a women who receives the boy’s heart. Please follow and...
Welcome to My Blog

Welcome to My Blog

I love tables.  Old pine tables.  Oak tables.  Tables make of ancient sewing machines. Drop leaf tables.  Any table where I can sit and drink coffee, read the New York Times and This Old House magazine, chat with friends, and have lunch with my grandchildren. So it is...