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The six of us were the only Americans flying to Havana from Miami on a chartered flight in March. The others were Cuban, many with packages of goods purchased to...
I have in front of me the rule that resulted in the suspension for the rest of the season of our highly successful softball coach, Lou Reale, and wonder, given the apparent...
Local elections are around the corner, with political parties making their candidate slates for this November’s contests public. Around here, we practice democracy mostly at...
Driving home from the office on Tuesday evening, I was surprise to notice that I was in what amounted to a traffic jam...

My mother adored me. I was her midlife baby, and even though I had two teenage sisters, I grew up pretty much as an only child. They were both out of the house by the...
Looking out of our bedroom window one recent morning onto the lawn that becomes greener every day, I remarked on the stone rabbit that sits on a...
I had never really thought about traveling to South Africa. Cape Town wasn’t on my bucket list. But . . .
One morning while driving the kids to school, we talked about how there were things, one thing in particular, that you shouldn’t say...
My New York City grandchildren spent their spring vacation from school in East Hampton with us, a long week in which I got to know them better. We saw each other from morning till night, and there were continual surprises. I discovered how much they had grown up, and it felt like seeing them anew.