Sep 27, 2015 | A Day In My Life
I look forward to my Saturday nights scrapbooking with my friends. When I first moved to Cumberland Creek six years ago, it was hard to imagine that I’d even have any friends–but then Vera asked me to come to the crop. To say my life has changed completely...
Sep 26, 2015 | A Day In My Life
Like many other Hudson river towns, the once prosperous Mundy’s Landing fell into economic decline back in the ’70s, while I was growing up there as the feisty youngest of the four red-headed Carmichael kids. My parents were forced to work several jobs...
Sep 25, 2015 | A Day In My Life
My parents, the Acquillo people from Montreal, named me Sam. Not Samuel, and no middle name, which should tell you something. I only live in the Hamptons because my father built a shack back in the fifties on the Little Peconic Bay, in the North Sea area above...
Sep 24, 2015 | A Day In My Life
The mirage in the center of the road resolved itself into three vehicles. Three Chevy Suburbans, approximately two miles ahead. All of them dark in color, grouped near the road’s junction with a ranch road that wandered off to the right. Cyril Landry glanced at the...
Sep 23, 2015 | A Day In My Life
Hey, how you doin’? My name is Champion Cedar Crest Scimitar, but most people just call me Tar. I’m a black Standard Poodle, which you probably already know if you’ve ever met my family because their house is filled with big black Poodles. Like six. Which outnumber...
