Thirty Years of First Dates
Thirty Years of First Dates It started around Thanksgiving thirty years ago. It started with hot chocolate. Like something out of a film noir movie, she walked into my office in the middle of the…
View PostThirty Years of First Dates It started around Thanksgiving thirty years ago. It started with hot chocolate. Like something out of a film noir movie, she walked into my office in the middle of the…
View PostGenerally, I am not an insecure person. I try not to have a false sense of humility about my abilities either. I do, on occasion, have a difficult time accepting compliments. Once in a while, someone…
View PostIt has been a good week for Cape May reading. A regular guest handed me his copy of Departures Magazine. The issue has a great article by James Wolcott, called a “Post Card From Cape…
View PostI could say something philosophical, like we made it to the peak, but then what? I had to look back at my June 1st blog post to review what I set out to accomplish. The…
View PostTribute to the Surrogate Fathers What do I mean by that? Well, this is a tribute to all the men, neighbors, uncles, scoutmasters and others who offer companionship and guidance to the kids in their…
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