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I was standing in Bradley Airport not long ago on a solo trip to Chicago Just standing there having the usual quick panicked look for my ticket when toward me came a familiar form It was Craig Trask Classmate Teammate … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: August 2016
I’ve driven up and down I-91 hundreds of times since the late 1960s when I was at college in New Hampshire and the whole length of the then-new Interstate finally opened up. I was doing it again yesterday, daydreaming along about … Continue reading
B just turned 8 a couple of weeks ago. She and I are having a morning chat about yesterday evening’s riding lesson. I’m saying how good she looked and how well she rode. I’m interested to know if she likes riding … Continue reading
The cleanup continues and the hits just keep on coming. It’s the early ‘70s, and this has to be the final event—the 880 relay—of a dual meet, because there are only two runners. That’s me with the gun (those shoes … Continue reading
We were at an event back in May where the the Gin & Tonic was the drink on offer. I don’t think I’d had one in 25 or 30 years. Maybe longer. I liked it. Them. Now I make up a … Continue reading
My father was an assignment foreman in the telephone company. It was an open office, and pretty informal. One day, one of the women who worked for him came to complain that someone else had misled her about some aspect … Continue reading
There’s a well-known passage in Franny and Zooey that has Zooey shaving in a mirror but trying not to look at his face in the process. When I read it—once only, I think—in 1965 or so, I took it as a interesting … Continue reading
If you’re over 30 and have attended the usual number of weddings, you’ve heard this many times: Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, … Continue reading