It had been a stylish "Little Black Thing" before the total immersion experience.
I was embarrassed. The friend who had challenged me to create the list was aghast.
Over the next couple of months, my friends and I taught Sarah how to shop in the Haymarket from the pushcarts at closing time.
Then Dr. Max looked up and said, " Hey Lou, give me your hand. Now gently. Just place your hand on this
Winter on Beacon Hill was one long slip & slide down the slushy streets.
my cat believed in terminal solutions and threw himself at the Clown's face.
His advice to us was the same as General Eisenhower's - "Plans are worthless, but planning is everything."
I know when and where I'm not. It's not Navy, and it's not Maine.
Unlike a three-year-old, I realized that a good captain doesn't trust a green hand without verifying the work done and undone.
Pay attention, Lou!