Woody the Lion and Me, A St. Paddys Day tale

It's the eve of St. Paddy's Day 2018, in the most Irish town in America, Boston, and what better day to have an eve (small e) on than a Friday depending on the Eve (capital E) any day could be a fine one. And so, I have decided to tell you a story, an Irish… Continue reading Woody the Lion and Me, A St. Paddys Day tale



I’ve had a theory for a long time that as years pass and we look back on our personal history and at the people and events that have come and gone in our lives, we develop something I call compressed remembrance. It’s a feeling that something that occurred many years before happened only yesterday. Time… Continue reading Memories

Random Thoughts from Rambling Harbor

The trivia question for this week is, Who was the first president to call his residence in Washington, D.C., “The White House,” and what was it called before that? Like many people, I'm still reeling from the election results. In last week’s blog, I toyed with the idea of putting an end to writing about… Continue reading Random Thoughts from Rambling Harbor


SAD Winter

The trivia question for this week is, What Beatles sad song became their 20th and last number-one song in the United States? This was in June 1970 and was the last single they released as a group. This is not just about me. I'm fortunate enough to have a relatively mild form of what is… Continue reading SAD Winter


The Poet, Not the Politician. Please Pass the Idiom.

I have also decided that you cannot make a political essayist out of a poet, at least not a happy poet. I have spent the last few months primarily writing about politics and particularly