In early fall 1967, my then girl friend convinced me to join her in ushering a concert by Judy Collins. A roommate a couple of years earlier had sometimes played…
Because there’s so much fresh in print and pixels, I don’t reread books. MASH (1968) is now one of the exceptions to my rule. I laughed out loud when I…
Two black slate headstones (pictured below) in the Jaffrey, NH, Old Burying Ground look from a distance just like others from the turn of the 19th century. But below the conventional…