Category Archives: Childhood

Paul would tell me stories when I was a kid about hosteling thru France on a bike. One of his tales told of the ease to which folks would go to the beach and change out of their “work clothes” … Continue reading →

I am sure that it was not a regional thing… it had to be purely local, or even just in our neighborhood. But we had a series of nights that would lead up to Halloween. Halloween was pretty much the … Continue reading →

Another beautiful morning… with the early sun turning the underbellies of the clouds pink & the sky a pale blue… a cotton candy sky… Our house on 25 Alston Ave in New Haven was five blocks from the Yale Bowl. … Continue reading →

I turned up the street on my normal route bringing Suzy to school a few days ago, and I heard the unmistakeable crunch of my tires crushing nuts that had fallen from the trees… *************************************************************** I went to Gaylor’s for … Continue reading →