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A baseball memory

I was walking our dog Bandit the other day past Florence Field, a run-down Little League diamond near Dallin School in Arlington. As ratty as Florence is, it will always be a special place for me, as many of my son Ted’s Little League games were played there. For a few minutes, Bandit and I …

A thank-you note

When I was growing up, Easter was always a big deal.   The religious aspect was important:  From Palm Sunday throughout Holy Week, we heard the reading of the Passion by all four evangelists while surrounded by purple-shrouded statues of the saints (all statues and crucifixes were hidden by church law from Passion Sunday until Holy …

White supremacy and science

“White supremacy is not a shark; it is the water”.   I saw this quote on a sweatshirt for sale in Provincetown this past summer.  It summed things up so elegantly that I tracked the source, and traced it to the website of a Minneapolis poet and activist, Kyle “Guante” Tran Myhre.  If you are interested, …

Don’t wake the baby

This bit was written in early April of 2020, when we were still all coming to grips with the reality of COVID. A house down the road from us has a campaign sign in the front yard that looks quaint these days.  It reads “Any functioning adult: 2020”.  Indeed, there is a common theme in …

Pravda

Those readers who are old enough should remember the flagship news publication of the USSR, “Pravda”. One can imagine that most Soviet citizens viewed this title with a certain degree of irony. Pravda translates as Truth, and the Communist Party viewed truth as “whatever was required of the moment for people to believe”. Eventually, the …