A deer detente

People who frequent the same gin joints tend to get nicknamed

It is also true that if we only remember the past we are condemned to become bores

About a week ago, I was out for an early surf at the first Georgica jetty

They described a rainbow of goodness that identified Anna’s personality

That night, the calm of my ride was quickly interrupted

An intriguing telephonic transcript

It was Lisa, calling from a Long Island Rail Road car stuck in the approach to the East River tunnel

Call it de facto segregation, if you will

I love how songs can stir memories of people, events, and times in one’s life