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A shed near the cemetery of Kennebunk Unitarian Universalist Church. The church hosts an AA meeting six mornings a week in a library room lined with very old books. Today a man described a cartoon he had clipped and saved. … Continue reading →

K. Peddlar Bridges, shown here after his poetry reading yesterday afternoon at a used bookstore in Saco, has two Harvard emblems on his Harley. It turns out he took some courses at Harvard Extension and proudly claims membership in the … Continue reading →

Darlene and our new puppy arrived last night at Logan. We took time out in a hallway for Claire to stretch her legs, drink, and eat a few tiny bits of dried food. She seemed stunned in a calm kind … Continue reading →

Yesterday my father posted his first entry on the blog which I helped him set up this week. He printed out the page and brought it to his assistant, Kathy, and he read it again over her shoulder. It was … Continue reading →

I have been scouting for a place where we can try downtown Boston life, a one-month rental in September and October, when the leaves will be turning. For now, I’m enjoying the cool air and hipster music in Starbucks at … Continue reading →

My daughter Sarah. Just those words stop me. An now she is a mother-to-be, another pause for reflection. She is a 7th Grade teacher in Cambridge, Mass., and each Thursday she calls the homes of students, to tell their parents … Continue reading →

My French friend Jean-Marie Jacquième today e-mailed me one of his intriguing travelogue posts, from Marrakech, Morocco. Describing a ticklish conversation with a Moroccan who had proposed a trip to attend a wedding, Jean-Marie wrote: “Je fais donc direct, ‘à … Continue reading →

An incredible theater experience: Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, presented by handicapped amateur actors at the Denver Center for the Performing Arts. We just walked back home on wet streets, amazed at what we’d seen–wheelchairs turned into magic chariots, … Continue reading →

I’m so goddam edgy. I’ve got to figure out what to do with my self. I don’t get my new puppy, Claire, for 12 more days. Yesterday I read dog books all afternoon. Information should be good and calming, but … Continue reading →

Four years ago, Alexandre O. Philippe (shown here with his financée, Vanessa Bogehold, tonight at the Starz Filmcenter) had an hour to kill at Denver’s airport. He strayed into a bookstore and found himself holding The Klingon Hamlet, a “restoration” … Continue reading →