We passengers walk across decks and down hallways as though lost in the embrace of…
Changing Lives 14: Walking Everywhere
Brophy Park up at the corner is Grand Central Station between six-thirty and seven-thirty in the morning and eight and nine in the evening. Prime time for dog walkies. That’s our schedule too. In general I try to make each walk a little different, and that’s easy...
Changing Lives 13: Ping
One of my criteria in looking for a condo in Boston was that they building be “pet friendly.” I didn’t have a pet, but I might want one. Now I do have a pet, and her name is “Ping.” The Story About Ping Yes, she is the namesake of Ping in The Story About Ping by...
Widow’s Weeds 10: Going To The Dogs
Douglas Keister published Stories in Paris: A Field Guide to Paris Cemeteries and Their Residents in 2013 and I don’t remember when I bought it. I must have encountered it in the travel pages of The New York Times, but I don’t recall. Cemeteries in Distant...
Elegy
When I was about twelve or thirteen, I read Sterling North’s Rascal, a memoir of a year during World War One and the raising of a baby raccoon. North was much the youngest of four siblings; his sister Theodora was the practical member of the family and the one who...