Flow State

There are fewer things more beautiful to me than the beach in winter. Maybe its my New England heritage, but there is something romantic about cold overcast days and steel-grey water. Shells, driftwood, even the mangled fish carcasses, harassed by seagulls, have a place here before the glittering ripples of the Long Island Sound. ConnecticutContinue reading “Flow State”

Feast of the Seven Fishes and Unlocking Life’s Secrets

The line is long and the smell is invasive. People swarm the place, jostling for position at the glass counter. They wave their tickets and shout their orders.  “53!” “Here!” “Whaddya need?” “Three pounds of cooked shrimp! A fillet of cod, and six lobster tails!” And on it goes. The workers hustle and push pastContinue reading “Feast of the Seven Fishes and Unlocking Life’s Secrets”

‘Twas The Week Before Christmas

‘Twas the week before Christmas and all through my home, Lay Amazon boxes, everywhere that we roam. My wife is done shopping or so she has said, I haven’t started, and it fills me with dread. The children are feverish and coughing and sick, The infections and virus are spreading real quick. To ensure theContinue reading “‘Twas The Week Before Christmas”

Scattered Rainbows

Freedom. I think it means something different to all of us.  I remember hearing a story of a man who had been wrongfully imprisoned. Twenty years later he was released and set free. The interviewer asked him what he wanted to do now that he was out.  His response? To swim in a pool ofContinue reading “Scattered Rainbows”

Defrost? Maybe not

The 4:30 alarm is terrifying. I did what I could to soften its power. The piercing tones have been replaced by Edvard Greig’s “Morning”, and the volume is as low as I can get it. Still, soothing oboe or not, the first notes assault my eardrums and I throw back the covers, dismount from theContinue reading “Defrost? Maybe not”

Pizza, Hot Dog, Pretzel, and One Big Apple

Some kids are just made for the city. Don’t get me wrong, millions of kids enjoy the city every year. They don cute little outfits to see a show on Broadway, or skate at Rockefeller Plaza. They window shop at Macy’s and marvel at the electricity of Times Square. They see the sights and wonderContinue reading “Pizza, Hot Dog, Pretzel, and One Big Apple”

Marriage and Football…Coming Together at Last

He materializes before us. He’s holding a bright green backpack and his dirty feet are jammed into a pair of tired flip-flops. A razor has not touched his face in weeks and a sad desperation shrouds his eyes. “Gotta cigarette?” “Nope. Sorry my man.” “There’s rain on the streets.” We nod without stopping. “Joe!!” heContinue reading “Marriage and Football…Coming Together at Last”

Oil Spill…the Start to a Great Autumn Weekend in CT

I watch the ink-black stream arc towards the oil pan. It misses and splashes down onto the garage floor spreading out like a stain of incompetence. I scramble to move the oil pan over, which is difficult as I am laying on my back under the truck. I can’t turn over, and the only movableContinue reading “Oil Spill…the Start to a Great Autumn Weekend in CT”