When we took off from home on February 5 on the first leg of our book tour/sightseeing excursion, going south, we had planned so well, and it seemed the gods and stars were working all in our favor. No major traffic jams or traffic accidents occurred that first day or through our entire trip.Continue reading “Big disappointment”
Category Archives: Retirement
Memphis blues
All I knew about Tennessee prior to arriving in Memphis in the middle of March of this year was that Al Gore lost the state in the 2000 Election, and that Memphis was the home of Elvis and his Graceland. I didn’t know that it was also the home of the multimedia and very worthwhileContinue reading “Memphis blues”
Writing culture
Almost the first thing I did upon returning home after my last day working was emptying the contents of my twenty-five year old, well-worn and creased tan leather portfolio that Arlyn had given me. (She has good taste and people often compliment me on the occasional shirts she buys me). I kept this portfolio inContinue reading “Writing culture”
No more pencils, no more books!
School’s out! No more pencils, no more books, no more teachers, dirty looks! It may be February 2, and while Punxsutawny Phil saw his shadow predicting six more weeks of winter, it dd not matter to me for today was my last day of working at my employer. Come February 5, the following Monday, theContinue reading “No more pencils, no more books!”
Coosawatchie
(Feb 20, 2018) It’s been two weeks since the Patriots lost the Super Bowl and we headed out on our combination book tour, cross country sightseeing trip. We’re in the Southeastern United States in search of a new place to live due to historically cold, grey and inclement winter weather in Massachusetts, even though 67Continue reading “Coosawatchie”
Another River Styx
December 28, 2017: My application for Social Security benefits was officially entered and accepted today; I join the millions and millions of others to join the ranks. This new stage in my life reminded me of a presentation written and read by one of my oldest and dearest friends Nate Keedy when I turned 50Continue reading “Another River Styx”
off the hook 