That Hippy Guy from Route 27

In the summer of 1972, I was a happy boy living in small town America.  There wasn’t much to my town of Pembroke in those days.  It was, quite literally, a town without a stop-light.  My family’s small house on Plain Street had little traffic, automated or pedestrian.  There was really no reason to drive…

The Day of Grim Tasks – January 2nd

  There has to be a better way to start the New Year than January 2nd. After more than a month of feasting, parties, laughter, gifts and kindness, most of America awoke today to the reality of January; predictably cold, reliably grey January.  One minute it is December and you’ve just bit into a warm…