Sep 6, 2019 | A Day In My Life
The dead are serene, joyful characters. That’s been my experience, anyway. Since my best friend, Colleen, came back into my life—thirteen years after her funeral, mind you—the import of this has gradually permeated my brain, giving me a deep-seated sense of peace I...
Sep 3, 2019 | A Day In My Life
Sluuurup, sluuuuurp, sluuuuuurp. Oh, excuse me. My bad. I didn’t mean to eat right in front of you like this. And make all sorts of noise, too. It’s hot today on Kaua‘i. Our shave ice place is in Waimea, on the south side of the island. I know that they call us the...
Aug 31, 2019 | A Day In My Life
Hi! I’m Lane Sanders, aide to the 1930s mayor of New York City, Mayor Fiorello La Guardia. My life is busy trying to keep up with my boss. Despite the fact that he’s five-foot-two, his personality is bigger than life and I have to run at top speed in my red Mary-Janes...
Aug 28, 2019 | A Day In My Life
I usually manage a café at an athletic club and cater small dinner parties, but there was nothing usual about Spooktacular Saturday, when I catered the grand opening of Bayport’s new bookshop. I made Halloween treats—Crypt Suzettes and Mummy Hand Pies—and served them...
Aug 27, 2019 | A Day In My Life
I stared at the bright green flyer advertising the Pet Assisted Therapy test being offered this weekend which Dixie had just attached to the bulletin board at the East Tennessee Dog Club. I looked at my friend. “I’d love to get Aggie tested to be a pet assisted...
Aug 24, 2019 | A Day In My Life
My patrol partner in the Fallingbrook Police Department is Hooligan Houlihan. He won’t tell us his real first name. My friends and I are determined to find out what it is, someday. Hooligan and I were happy to work on the Fourth of July, partly because we love seeing...
