I Had a Dream
It was winter. Late at night. Perhaps a year or two ago. I was in my den, in my favorite chair, warmed by an open fire in the...
It was winter. Late at night. Perhaps a year or two ago. I was in my den, in my favorite chair, warmed by an open fire in the...
Logan and I are exhausted. The cause of our collective fatigue is a black and white puppy named Bear. Apparently, he is now “our” Bear,...
Like many, I have been watching developments on our college campuses with dismay. I wish that I had some way to warn those students who...
Simon Edgar Fitzpatrick (1873-1959) was my grandfather's brother and partner in their father's Plattsburgh, New York, family construction...
At the conclusion of every Mass in the Roman Catholic Diocese of Bridgeport in Fairfield County, Connecticut, the congregation recites...
Logan and I are no longer the sole objects of canine-directed attention in our family. We have been joined by a puppy named Bear. At...
We have news. Last week we brought a little puppy into our family. He is a bi-color (black and white) Australian Shepherd and his name...
There once was a countryside in which a flock of sheep lived happily and comfortably under the supervision of a succession of fairly...
Growing up, my generation was taught the principles of Right and Wrong, concepts grounded in the belief that there exists an objective...
The weather recently has been unbearably hot. Fortunately, Logan and I are able to spend the hottest parts of each day inside the house...
Host: Good morning, Jake. Thanks for agreeing to speak with us today. Yeah. Un-huh. [mumbles]. Jake, you seem really nervous and...
It has been very cold here recently. Logan and I were discussing this the other day as we were strolling around our yard. Cold can be...
For more than two thousand years the standard for praiseworthy human behavior, unfortunately honored more in the breach than the...
Although an attorney, I was never a litigator. However, now, after spending years in the field of personal trust and estate management, I...
Logan and I were strolling in our yard enjoying the surprisingly mild weather and remarking on the fact that our humans had awakened much...
First published on December 24, 2022. It is tempting, these days, when reflecting on the current state of affairs in our nation and the...
Originally published in the Greenwich Sentinel on December 2, 2022. This past Sunday began the annual season of Advent. It also marks...
Once again the seasons have turned; the days are colder and the daylight shorter. Almost all the leaves have fallen and it won't be long...
I'll admit it. I am a car guy. Always have been, always will be. As a vice, it is relatively harmless, except to the pocketbook and...
Logan and I are excited about the warming weather and the prospects of the coming Spring, just now beginning with visible evidence of the...