I have long marveled at the quintessential candy bars including the Hersheys, Reeses, Kit Kat, Milky Way, M&Ms, Snickers, Almond Joy, 3 Musketeers, Butterfinger, and on and on. You will note these are not highfalutin gourmet or esoteric dark chocolates that have become popular as of late. No, these are the pedestrian treats found in […]
On Long Beach in Rockport, Mass, I was carrying my sandals and enjoying the cold surf on my bare feet. Outside my regular daily orbit, I had the chance to go for a long walk next to the rolling waves as they came into shore. Every once in a while it’s important to get away
Every morning my dog, Sita, and I take a long walk. It’s a special time for deep thoughts. There are many benefits I squeeze from our sunrise stroll. It gives me an opportunity before the demands of the day to work on what seems personally important, relevant to the particulars of my current circumstances. It’s
I love that little guy in the picture above with his goggles on. A dog who has a job to do is a happy dog. The article says that the best dogs for the job it outlines are the misfits, the ones who have too much energy, utterly obsessed with play beyond the human capacity
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That’s me with my dog, Leary, when I was 20. Leary lived with me in a one-room apartment above Iris’ Yarn Shop in Bloomington, Indiana, while I earned my undergraduate degree in mathematics. Leary was a bold dog. He loved to argue with me. I remember once up in the woods around the observatory on
Every summer I wait for the lightning bugs. They have arrived in DC. When I was a kid I loved them so much, their brightly glowing lower abdomens filling the evening air with thousands of swirling lights. Glowworms. Fireflies. Their colors range from yellow to green to light red. They seemed magical to my young
If we are fortunate, we “develop the imaginary resources to go through life and find the soulful moments,” as my close friend Kelly said so eloquently during one of our recent weekly conversations. Above you see such a moment from my life, enjoying a fried chicken sandwich with my daughter, Ruchi. Mundane as it may
Every June my mother’s family has a reunion in Little Washington, Va. Usually, we have around 100, but this year was half that. The coronavirus has taken a large toll. Above you see the family tree stretched out over the wall of our picnic shelter with my wife, Laura, reading it and my daughter, Ruchi,
When I was 14 my father took me on a 2-week excursion into east Texas and Arkansas. We were living in Austin. One of our first stops was Davy Crockett National Forest. My dad loved to fish and camp, a real change from the native Brooklynite he was. I remember heading over to this spot
My wife and I were talking to our contractor about some house remodeling and my wife said casually, “Our house is falling apart.” “It is not!” I snapped back. Of course, just an hour later the cabinet door above basically came off in my hands. Talk about an attitude adjustment! I tried several attempts at
