Category Archives: Start With These

Georgia On My Mind

I don’t mean to frighten you, but I’ve got $45 worth of fresh peaches in the back seat of my car. Is it because I love peaches? Not especially. I’m not even sure they’d make it onto my top three “All-Time Fruit” list. Rather, it’s because the “Georgia Peach Truck” arrived today at our nearby garden center and my wife, Linda, asked me to go over and pick some up. And, since the Georgia Peach Truck only sells peaches in increments of “crate,” I […] Click to read more…

 

Happy Birthday To Me

(Listen to this post, here.) I had a birthday this past Sunday (not that you bothered to call). And I have to tell you, it was one of the best I can ever remember. It began Saturday night when friends came over for dinner (punctuated by my wife Linda bringing out a delicious chocolate cake). Sunday, we drove into Boston to catch a Red Sox game, happened to run into our friends Tom and Marie while walking through Fenway Park, […] Click to read more…

 

The Iceman Winith

(Listen to this post, here.) Much to the surprise of nobody who’s ever heard me try and pronounce the word “drawer,” I grew up on Long Island. It was a nice place to be a kid and while I confess that I don’t have a very clear recollection of the details, I have good reason to believe that I had a happy childhood. Spring, in particular, brought with it a number of things worth smiling about. Bike riding, tree climbing, […] Click to read more…

 

Why Your Writing Has No Impact

They say you never forget your first love and for me, that’s totally true … … I remember the exact moment I first tasted pesto. It was 23 years ago, in the summer of ’92. Nothing in my life has been the same since. It began when my wife Linda and I were eating dinner at an Italian restaurant in Lexington, Massachusetts with our friends Val and Mike. I don’t know why, but instead of my usual veal marsala or […] Click to read more…

 

Bagel And Goliath

(Listen to this post, here.) They closed the bagel store near my house. That’s right, closed. I showed up for breakfast a few weeks ago – as I have been doing two or three times a week for the past ten years – and the place was shut down cold. Uh oh, that’s a problem. And so thinking as clearly as a man without coffee can think, I hopped back in my car and drove around the corner to Panera Bread. […] Click to read more…