A young cousin Helen paid me a supreme compliment this past January as I laid…
Trump Redux: It’s Worse When You Know How Terrible It Was Before
I spent November 5, 2024, working at my local polling place. Had just enough time to shower and dress, walk Ping, have a swallow of tea, and trot over to Samuel Adams Elementary School before the clock chimed six. There’s a lot to prepare: putting up signs, plugging...
Family Stories 1: Witches, Part One
I’ve been called a witch often enough. Most of the time, I think that meant the word that started with a “b,” although the term chosen makes no difference to me or my sense of self-esteem. It certainly made a difference my 7th great-grand-dad Samuel Wardwell...
Changing Lives 16: Social Life With Dogs
People with dogs in the family lead fairly regular lives. Even more than the need to get to work and school on time, to show up at medical appointments, and get dinner underway at a decent hour, we are governed by the routines of pet bladders and bowels. Even the most...
Changing Lives 15: Changing Supermarkets
The nearest supermarket to me is the Shaw’s on Border Street in East Boston. I figured it’d be fine; I relied on a Shaw’s when I lived in Merrimack, New Hampshire, in the 1990s. And there was a certain convenience that the same shopping area included a Kappy’s and a...