A watch to watch (out) for
For most people, buying a watch is no biggie. They go in a store, take a look and then buy either one watch or another. After that, life with their watch is just a series of putting it on, taking it off, and in the interim, checking the time. For me the process isn’t so simple, due to my peculiar requirements for a timepiece (or perhaps due to my peculiarities in general). First, it’s got to be accurate. Don’t ask why, but for a guy who’s a slob in most realms is finicky about watches, but I am. Then again, I figure if a manufacturer can’t make an accurate watch with today’s technology, they should go into blacksmithing or some such. Next, because I travel a lot and end up in some odd places, I need an alarm on my watch, just in case I’ve got to wake up at some god awful hour and there’s no one else around to do the honors. Also, month, day and date functions are vital, since I’m never sure of any of them and it’s too embarrassing to ask someone, “Ah, excuse me, but is today
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I spent almost all my time in the Navy at a small communications post…on an army base…in northern Germany…away from ships of any kind. And as odd as that sounds, it was no odder than anything else about my military career.
Anyhow, in
The Mysterious East (east of Tupper Lake, that is)
I’ve always been intrigued by bizarre unsolved mysteries.
In my younger, more naive days, I took them at face value and believed unknown and unobservable powers were at work.
Now, in my cynical dotage, I believe things —
A second that was second to none
One of the best-run, best-attended and least-known gems of My Home Town is our summer fun runs.
They’re organized and supervised double-handedly by Bill and Lynda Peer and are fun runs in the truest sense. People are given their times a
Channeling Stirling Moss
“Which way?” I asked, trying to keep the tremor out of my voice.
“Up the hill of course,” said my mother, beside me in the passenger’s seat.
“The hill” was on Church Street Extension — the one with the 60 degree slope and
Required reading
Coming from a family of readers, I was expected to be one too.
To that end, my programming started from the get-go. One of my earliest memories is my mother reading book after book after book to me, which in that pre-TV era was major ent


