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Two hours before the mast

October 21, 2016 Last week, my sis-in-law cleaned out the attic of Ye Olde Family Manse and in the process ran across my boot camp yearbook, which she then gave me. more »»

When I went to the dogs ... and vice versa

October 14, 2016 When I’m walking my dogs, people inevitably ask me how I ended up with three of them. It’s a great question. How, indeed? The answer, I believe, is among Life’s Unanswerables. more »»

Trials and tribulations

October 7, 2016 The Lord may work in mysterious ways, but he ain’t the only one: The commissioner of jurors can give him a good run for his money any old day. more »»

Sock it to me

September 30, 2016 While hardly the most ambitious of lads, throughout my life I have managed to set a bunch of goals and achieve most of the. more »»

There’s no grudge like an old grudge

September 23, 2016 My journalism career, such as it is, began in grade school, where I wrote for no less stellar a publication than the Adirondack Daily Enterprise. more »»

Cardinal points

September 16, 2016 Complaining about “government” seems to have replaced baseball as the national pastime. more »»

Deep hearts and gentle people

September 9, 2016 One of life’s supreme ironies is while we all think we’re the most intelligent animal, still we barely understand each other. I should amend that to we barely understand each other before the fac. more »»

The stirring saga of Deadeye Dope

September 2, 2016 Like a lot of country kids, I had an early introduction to firearms. In the summer of ’54, when I was 7 and my brother was 9, my father bought us a .22 rifle. Of course, the story went on from ther. more »»

On (and off) the beach

August 26, 2016 A word I’ve always been intrigued by is “nepotism,” perhaps because of its etymology. It comes from the Italian word “nipote,” which means “nephew,” and it means to give privileges to your relative. more »»

The service there’s nothing civil about

August 19, 2016 At the end of my second semester in college, the administration showed more sense than I had all year by telling me to take some time off from academe —?like a decade or tw. more »»

Olga who?

August 12, 2016 I’ve never been a political animal, mostly because I hate arguments, which politics seems to mostly, if not entirely, consist of. more »»

The con in connoisseurship

August 5, 2016 Whenever I walk the streets of My Home Town, it’s Two-for-One Day ... just not in the typical sense. Simply put, almost every business I see reminds me of the business that was there before. more »»


July 29, 2016 America has clearly become a nation of experts. more »»

The print and the pauper

July 22, 2016 I see the sign in front of the library that proclaims Come to the Fair is just around the corner. That sale and I go way back — back to its beginning ... and almost back to mine. more »»

The more things change ...

July 15, 2016 I’ve always admired people with mechanical skills, mostly because I have none. That said, over the years I learned a few things about about mechanics. It was due to two things. more »»

Between the Dope and the deep blue sea

July 8, 2016 As far back as I can remember, I loved to learn new things. Sadly for my public school transcript, almost none of them were presented in the classroom. more »»

Give me liberty! Period.

July 1, 2016 I’m always amazed by people who remember anniversaries. more »»

The pride of the Yankees

June 24, 2016 It seems everyone but me loves to watch professional sports. Certainly, the athletics are the world’s best, but all too often the athletes’ behaviors are the world’s worst. more »»

A black and white issue

June 17, 2016 In almost all realms of my life, my attention to detail runs the gamut from lax to downright nonexistent. But there’s one area about which I’ve always been scrupulous — drivin. more »»

Eyes — and ears — on the prize

June 10, 2016 Monday morning, I picked up the phone after the first ring and said hello. “It’s Pat Brown,” a voice said. “You’re number fourteen. Penny Curran will call at six. Be there. Good luck. more »»



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