Under the Castor Oil Tree
Tuesday, November 20, 2012

So it begins....

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Mimi arrived on the 6 pm train from Grand Central. Life got brighter and more wondrous when I picked her up. The dog follows her around in...
Sunday, November 18, 2012

Rag Socks and AA batteries

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As I get older, I notice some things. One is that I'm not as fast on the uptake as I used to be. The other is that I'm rapidly going...
Friday, November 16, 2012

His name was Ben

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I officiated at a funeral today. That's not a new experience for me. In my 21 years at St. John's in Waterbury, I averaged a tad ove...
Wednesday, November 14, 2012

When Autumn comes to Connecticut

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It is Autumn in New England and the cry of the leaf blowers is heard in the land. Like huge birds, their raucous mating cries sound ac...
Friday, November 9, 2012

Standing in line

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I was in line at Stop and Shop the other day and was looking at the cover stories on the Globe--a tabloid that, in all transparency, I must ...
Thursday, November 8, 2012

I Swear to God...

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"I swear to God' this  happened. Hey, I'm an Episcopal priest, I take oaths to God with a modicum of seriousness.... Late M...
Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Christmas Morning

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I woke up this morning and it was Christmas and almost everything I wanted was under the tree.... Four more years.....They're going to...
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Under The Castor Oil Tree
some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.
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