Tag: Cambridge

Of Time and Family 4: Young James and His Katie Wed

Posted September 3rd, 2012
Of Time and Family 4: Young James and His Katie Wed

It wasn’t the wedding my heart yearns for. That wedding must wait until my Tattooed Boy is wrapped in love by some young woman who loves him and his family the way he will no doubt love her and hers. No, this was the nuptials of Young James and His Katie, friends since Middle School,…

Of Time and Family 2: Getting on the Granny Trail

Posted August 28th, 2012
Of Time and Family 2: Getting on the Granny Trail

“Dontchaknow”punctuated her every third or fourth sentence. Granny was fabulous. She was easily moved to laughter, her eyes sparkling and her face a constellation of wrinkles. She made brownies and applesauce. She took us out to lunch at some restaurant between Hingham and Cohasset and bought us as many orders of french-fries as we wanted….

Retrospection 1: My Madeleines

Posted February 19th, 2012
Retrospection 1: My Madeleines

Memories are not, I think, narratives we remember as much as impressions, images and sensations. In that I am in agreement with Proust. Such imprints seem, at least to me at this great distance from the events, a little arbitrary although not like events seen through a rose-tinted lens. Who knows, though, whether they are…

WWI: I have so many questions…

Posted November 8th, 2011
WWI: I have so many questions…

So much of this trip has been about discovering a grandfather who was never a part of my memory.  David Sanford Cutler died suddenly from what may have been a staph infection in 1926.  His sons Calvin (my father) and David were only two and four years old respectively. His widow Hazel, my Granny, remarried…

A Day at the Boston MFA

Posted January 6th, 2011

My Dear One says, “I don’t know anyone who likes riding subways except you.” He laughs. I smile. He’s right; I do like riding public transportation, at least in Boston. I told him that it makes me feel like a teenager again, and it does. The feeling is not so much a matter of physical…

Scary Ellen Buys a Car

Posted July 21st, 2009

Saturday night my Dear One and I were up to Cambridge, Massachusetts, to celebrate brother T’s 50th birthday. It was a wonderful party and about a hundred people representing every phase of his life were there to offer felicitations. I also found it an unnerving experience. T is the youngest sibling; the eldest among us,…