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File under fire

I remember as a little kid, that day in the back yard of my maternal grandparents’ house in Auburn, Maine. It was still warm, but thoughts projected toward the cold weather to come. With my maternal grandfather (Pepere, as we

Reconnecting with old friends among my 2016 highlights

One cold night between Christmas and New Year’s a year ago, I donned a wool coat and sat on my screened porch as I reconnected via telephone with one of the first friends I ever had. I remember Wesley Craig

Still cool with Kringle

I still believe in Santa Claus. I don’t hold athletes in the same regard that I did when I was young. Talent notwithstanding, they so often seem selfish, ignorant and contemptuous of the over-paying public. Actors, comedians, musicians, politicians: I