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In June I was manning a table at the local Arts Festival when I saw a group of women walk by wearing red hats and purple tops (to be fair, o...

As the calendar turned to October I noticed something. It was full. Overfull. Nearly nineteen months ago the world erased their calendars. W...

This past May I went to Holland Ridge Farms to tip toe through the tulips . I went alone because I didn't have the energy to round anyo...

As soon as Broadway tickets went on sale for the first time since the pandemic, I jumped on the chance to see "Six" on Broadway . ...

The real reason I keep up with my membership in the Archaeology Society of New Jersey is the opportunity to go on a volunteer dig once a yea...

  I wish I had wise words for this milestone. I have thoughts, but not answers. * How are we still here? * Why couldn't we have adjusted...

  There is nothing like having an international guest plus a planned eight-month construction project to move a "someday I'd like t...