I grew up in a small dairy farm community in southeastern Massachusetts called Rehoboth. Rehoboth…
Category: Friendship
A thick blanket of white snow glistened brightly as I drove down my road to…
Not often and certainly not often enough do we have the opportunity to have dinner…
Wednesday afternoon just after 2pm I walked through the village of Woodstock on my way…
A well-loved black wrinkled cashmere sweater thrown on as I made my way down the…
A big week as I planned my first social distancing meeting with a friend…
