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Looking Back

Posted at 12:07 pm

Ed and I have a lot in common. We’re about the same age.  Growing up, we both leaned more toward the Beach Boys than the Beatles and we both refused to give ourselves fully over to disco (although we did kind of like the stacked heels – being two inches taller was DEFINITELY cool). We […]

Posted at 3:56 pm

It was the sniffling, finally, that got to me. Not the chin ups on the commuter train’s hand straps. Not the constant din of teenage cell phone chatter. Not even the almost overwhelming aroma of a diaper in desperate need of maintenance. None of these things bothered me about the family sitting across the aisle […]

Posted at 3:51 pm

My friend, Patricia, isn’t just happy. She’s joyful. And with good reason. She is a faithful, believing Catholic from Argentina. So the new pope of the Roman Catholic Church – the former Cardinal Jorge Mario Bergoglio, Archbishop of Buenos Aires, and now Pope Francis – is HER pope. And she couldn’t be more pleased – […]

Posted at 4:40 pm

There are two things my young friend Brooklyn is going to miss when she returns to the United States this spring at the conclusion of her year-long tour of duty in Afghanistan. “I’m going to miss the naan,” she said in a recent email, referring to a leavened, oven-baked flatbread that she claims she has […]


William figured out how to giggle yesterday. He’s been working on it for a while now – about a month, give or take. Which doesn’t sound like much, I know. But when you take into account that a month constitutes more than a third of his life, it’s a Pretty Big Deal (PBD). Especially since […]