Someone is sitting at MY table

–An excessively detailed account of a fleeting moment of near insignificance that highlights the enormous importance of place and consistency. A few years ago, when my early morning attendance at Starbucks was more regular, when the Baristas knew me by my first name and my order of dark roast, and the other early morning customers […]

The old shaving mirror

I don’t particularly like to shave. It’s just one of those necessities, once or twice each week to keep from looking to scruffy or if I have somewhere to go that requires looking civil. Recently, however, a shave was more than a shave. Judy and I were vacationing at the cottage in Maine, my favorite […]