Tag Archives: Maine
Success in San Francisco
Success in San Francisco Jerry and I spent the last three days (plus two for travel) in San Francisco. The trip wasn’t exactly a willing one on my part because my spouse had talked me into giving a paper at … Continue reading
“Two Views”
“Two Views” This is the aerial view of Narraguagus Bay and the same bay, painted as I saw it from the attic of our old barn. We are back there this week, visiting old friends in Washington County, Downeast Maine. … Continue reading
“The House in Maine”
“The House in Maine” Having grown up in city apartments, owning a home had never been high on my list of desirables. In fact, co-inheriting one, when my parents died, felt like the hand of a heavy fate on my … Continue reading
“All About My Mother”
“All About My Mother” Unlike me, my mother would give advice, solicited and unsolicited. For example: “Never tell other people your sexual history or how much money you have. That’s Life Capital.” In the little town in Maine where my … Continue reading
“Authenticity”
“Authenticity” Today I was talking long-distance to my friend Sally in Maine and mentioned that I wanted to write something on “authenticity.” (Sally and I are lifelong friends.) Her comment? “Authenticity is staying friends over a lifetime.” Why was that … Continue reading