My wife, years ago, wooed me into the long vacation. I’m aware that the John Cheever gentry might have seen vacation or “summering” as something that extended out for three or four months at the shore, but for me, as a child, the “long vacation” was two weeks. It was a mythical thing. We never..
The sunset fell across the courtyard at King’s Fish House last night in a way that glittered through a bottle of Chardonnay and made a big ruby jewel out of Mary’s wine glass. My granddaughter, Willy, one hand palm-flat to her cartoon canvas and the other holding a trident bundle of crayons, appeared to ponder..
To the makers of the Fleetwood “Jamboree Sport” recreational vehicle: I’ve debated how to begin this diplomatically, but perhaps I should just ask the question straight out of the gate and be done with it. What did I ever do to you? I don’t believe we’ve even been properly introduced. Yes, years and years ago,..