Here are three suggestions for your summer reading. Two of the three might seem surprising choices, but bear with me. Sometimes a serving of heavier fare can be a satisfying literary treat.
I bought a couple of pounds of apples the other day and discovered they were Braeburns from New Zealand. New Zealand! Crisp and sweet, the imports were really good.
Expounding on our evolving relationship with mobile phones, Forum writer extraordinaire Sam Benshoof said in his Friday column (Variety section, C1):
“Unfortunately, with everyone owning a smartphone these days …”
Elsewhere on this page, read Steve Stark’s compelling first-person account of his flirtation with death – a flirtation Steve did not initiate or encourage.
It’s always the full moon, but maybe last week it also was the unsettled stormy weather that stirred up lunatics and hypocrites. Among phone calls and emails, this call took the prize:
When my wife and I sold our home last fall and began downsizing, I sent my fishing gear to Vermont, where my daughter and her triplet girls live.
Gordon Berg died last week at age 85. He’d been ill for some time.
I’ve been a bit befuddled over the overblown controversy to allow gay boys to participate in Boy Scouts. I mean, c’mon, what’s the big deal?
Modern marketing is so effective that it fools people into buying into a lot of nonsense. By “buying into,” I mean literally buying.
After two weeks in the hills and woodlands of beautiful Vermont, I’ve begun to rethink concepts of neighbor, neighborhood and neighborliness.
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