The little four legger who stole our hearts. It really makes no sense that a 10-pound, furry white lap dog could capture a large part of so many hearts, including mine. But that’s what happened. After nearly a dozen joy-filled years, little Taylor Dog has found her path to the canine afterlife and we are………..super Read more about Tribute to Taylor[…]
In our laundry room downstairs, a discarded teak book shelf holds my causal threads. Of the four shelves, I’d say the top one gets the most action. I’m a regular on E-Bay seeking size 38 Ex-Officio tan shorts. Yes, those same style I’ve been sporting in for a dozen years. “Quality never goes out of Read more about Socks Don’t Have to Match[…]
I read a text message from Zoe, my Starbucks manager. “I need to talk to you today Larry?” In nearly sixteen years of my part time coffee gig, I’d never received this kind of urgent digital communication. Even as an optimist, this went to the bottom of my stomach. I replied about a scheduled professional Read more about Who Needs a Hug?[…]
Although the distance between us Wednesday night was only the length of a dining room table, I’ve learned the gap between the way we think is even closer. The Honorable Joseph W Lamin MP and I had more 1:1 time in my country during our two brief days together than during my two recent trips Read more about West African-West American Brothers[…]
My Dad and I shared a bench at the end of a dock this weekend. It took us six hours by car to get to that Adirondack two seater crafted by Doug, my uber-talented brother in law. Traveling with my 86 year old Dad through places that represent some of his best childhood moments is Read more about Fountain of Knowledge and Goodness[…]
I opened a friend request during one of the few moments of connectivity while I was in Sierra Leone. At first glance, I thought it was a Doug that attended my same high school. I quickly confirmed the request and moved on to the next task not knowing just how long I’d be part of Read more about Source of Compassion[…]
Neighbor Francesca arrived at the ivy covered iron fence this morning around 8AM. I was sitting in my familiar morning spot taking in my second mini cup of very strong coffee. I took note she was trying to pass a blue plastic colander full of green beans picked 20 minutes before. Luisa grabbed the bottom Read more about My Mom-Dividere Sempre-Always be sharing[…]