I worked my last shift at the restaurant last night. About a week ago, I asked Chef if I could cook supper for the staff as my goodbye present. He prepares a “family meal,” as he calls it, from time to time. Now it was my turn. For our last supper, I chose to prepare…

the home of the Penguins the home of the Yankees(I wonder if they suck, too) the home of the Pioneers the home of The Office(Steve Carell is from Marshfield) and, for tonight (or what’s left of it), our way station after leaving Marshfield tonight with our U-Haul trailer and the pups. I fly back on…

hardly four days have passed sincewe stopped trying to save daylightand let it sink all too quickly intoautumn’s mid-afternoon sunsets dawn breaks; how can daylightbe anything but a lost cause?then again, darkness falls andsuffers the night in silence I am awake wresting an ideawho refuses to become a poemit was yesterday when I startedthe longer…

There’s an old joke about a preacher standing up one Sunday and saying, “Today we are going to confess our sins to one another and find forgiveness.” Members of the congregation began to stand, tentatively at first, and tell their secrets. The pastor would respond, “Thank you. You have confessed and you are forgiven.” As…

When Ginger and I moved to Boston in August of 1990, we had been married four months. Now, five months shy of our eighteenth anniversary, we are (we verbalized as we drove into the city today) leaving home. We wondered aloud how we will learn to “let go” of this wonderful city and then began…

Here are the pictures of the Red Sox celebration in Boston today. I only had my camera phone, so the quality isn’t great and I didn’t get some shots, but here is our day in images (and a few words). We rode in on the train, along with every high school kid skipping school ….

Some time this summer, as it became apparent that the Red Sox had an amazing team, I said to Ginger, “Wouldn’t it be great if the Sox won the World Series as we were leaving New England.” Last night, as you may have heard, they obliged. For the second time in four years, our boys…

This has been a week. Sunday was our last day at the Marshfield church, Tuesday I gave my notice at the restaurant (effective Nov. 11), Wednesday and Thursday we were in Durham looking for a house (and found one to rent, for now), and then last night I left work early because the hay fever…

“The jewelery box lid is broken.”“I can fix it,” I told her, years ago.I can fix it. I just haven’t done so. The top of the box is a paintingof Boston Common on a snowy dayin another time, people walkingacross the park at twilight. The four pieces that framed itlie on top of the dresser,…