It's awfully hard to explain to people what an Episcopal priest does . For the most pare, we Episcopal priests don't "DO" ...

It's been hot in Connecticut the last few days. Nothing like the heat in the southwest, for sure, and no brush fires that I know of. I s...

Getting older is very entertaining. You get to encounter lots of open spaces where memories used to be. I was thinking about writing about...

I sometimes ask myself--being naturally introspective and wont to ask myself stuff--why I write this blog. Some reasons that just aren...

I was getting out of my car at the Veterans Cemetery in Middletown where I was going to inter the ashes of a woman I never met but her famil...

That's what the bumper sticker said on the back of the car I was following through the rain today: "I (then one of those Red Hearts...

I've been reading a lot of Ian Rankin's novels about a Scottish detective named John Rebus. One of the things I've noticed in al...