It is Sunday and I’m in Danbury, Conn. Yesterday, my wife and I drove to Danbury to celebrate Dean Moss’ 75th birthday and last night did our celebrating at the home of his son, Will Moss, who works with my son, Zach, at NBC in Stamford. Dean grew up in Pomfret, Conn., and at 40… Keep Reading
There is an age-old, home-spun platitude that is nonetheless true, as most home-spun wisdom tends to be: “You catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.” I have tried to change mostly unchangeable attitudes of determined folks, but I have been using high-test vinegar. Mea culpa. Marinated in linguistic “honey,” I wish to encourage unvaccinated… Keep Reading
By Wes Kerr As we reached a much-anticipated summer here in 2021, it looked like the end of the COVID-19 pandemic was in sight. Local case numbers started to significantly dip, and vaccines began rolling out for the general public. That was the first time I felt like we could have a normal fall free… Keep Reading
It is Tuesday, and I’m sitting in the lobby of the Hotel Coolidge in White River Junction, Vt. The Coolidge is a throwback to the 1920s — small rooms, low ceilings and long dark corridors. But our room is spotless, the lobby comes with coffee, the staff is upbeat. My wife and I are at… Keep Reading
I believe most grow up admiring a hero or an idol, a conglomeration of their hopes and aspirations. As far back as I can remember, I was in awe of her. She was the type to attract people of all backgrounds. Unlike many her age and even older, she welcomed people, gave them hope that… Keep Reading
I’m tired, aren’t you? It seems like we all are, for sure. Tired of the pandemic. Tired of the virus. Tired of humming “Happy Birthday” while we wash our hands. Tired of bottles of sanitizers and germ-killing wipes. Tired of Googling mask effectiveness. Tired of wearing masks. Tired of social distancing. Tired of not seeing… Keep Reading