Jul 25, 2016 | A Day In My Life
My name is Liss MacCrimmon Ruskin and I own and operate Moosetookalook Scottish Emporium in Moosetookalook, Maine. The view through my shop window is of our pretty little town square with its winding paths lined with flowers, its lovely old shade trees, and its...
Jul 23, 2016 | A Day In My Life
My name is Utah O’Brien. I’m a sculptor and the mayor of West Elmer, Minnesota. I get up every morning at exactly 4:32 a.m., but not on purpose. Jocko, my Border collie, is my four-legged alarm clock. He’s also my best friend, and I hardly ever go anywhere without...
Jul 22, 2016 | A Day In My Life
“So, should I be worried?” Francine stared at her friend Joy McQueen who’d lobbed the question at her over breakfast. The two septuagenarians sat at Joy’s black counter-height kitchen table that looked straight out of Pottery Barn’s current catalog. The welcoming...
Jul 21, 2016 | A Day In My Life
Los Angeles, California. November 1937. Coffee. That’s the first, second and third order of business after a restless night with a busy day ahead. Step one, rinse out the percolator and pry open the coffee can. So far, not so good. There’s just enough java left to...
Jul 20, 2016 | A Day In My Life
Maybe the judge will go easy on me. No one got hurt. Yes, I flower bombed a couple of government officials, but how bad is that? Yeah. I’m screwed. I looked up at the blue summer sky. It was over 90°F, but the marble bench on which I sat felt cool on my palms. I...
Jul 18, 2016 | A Day In My Life
The kid tried to tell me that he hadn’t done anything. He was legal. We stood in the snowy parking lot of the Easy Come & Go. I had a fresh cup of coffee, and the kid had a bottle of rum. “Why don’t you let me hold that while you get out your ID,” I said. He shook...
