Merry Corona Christmas!
Even though we’re well into November as I write these words, I’m still working through all the Halloween candy we did not distribute this year courtesy of pandemic restrictions on trick or treating. I just …more
Even though we’re well into November as I write these words, I’m still working through all the Halloween candy we did not distribute this year courtesy of pandemic restrictions on trick or treating. I just …more
Now that we’re in the second wave of the pandemic, I’ve transitioned from just missing those many joys of our daily lives that we’ve given up for the last eight months, to abject, hardcore, unadulterated …more
I’m writing this column in the room where I’m blessed to do most of my writing. I’m sitting in the third-floor library in our home overlooking our backyard and its huge maple trees. When I’m …more
One of the many things I’ve missed in my corona-curtailed world is playing my regular ball hockey game on Tuesday nights from April to October. Yes, for the first time since 2003, my Tuesday nights …more
I mentioned in my May missive that being marooned in our own home during this lockdown seemed to make it easier to pack on a few extra pounds. Yes, COVID-19 has given me something of …more
It’s July. I’m really hoping that by the time you’re reading these words, I will have had a long-overdue haircut. But I’m not convinced this blessed event will yet have happened. My fingers and all …more
Hello from lockdown! Can you hear me? Is this thing on? Hello? Okay, good. I’m writing to you from what started out in March as our third-floor library, where I write, but now feels a …more
When I wrote my last column, the NBA had not yet made its fateful decision to suspend the rest of the basketball season because one of their players had tested positive for COVID-19. You’ll know …more
I’ve written in this space before about my now nearly half-century love-hate relationship with golf. If you’ve ever played the game, you’ll know what I mean. You love the game until the moment you shank …more
I remember it like it was yesterday. Sound asleep. Dead to the world. Dark outside. I mean really dark. We’re talking pitch black. I could hear an annoying sound in the distance reaching down into …more
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