I’m Steaming And It’s Not Because Of The Weather!

Memories come back in the strangest ways.

Don't you wish you had a job like mine? All you have to do is think up a certain number of words! Plus, you can repeat words! And they don't even have to be true! ~ Dave Barry  I‘m hopelessly trapped in a vortex somewhere between the late summer blues and early fall euphoria. As much as I had looked forward to the warm weather, veggie gardening and summer vacations; I’m ready for the cool, crisp autumn air and the unmistakable, musky fragrance of fallen leaves.  The fall season invokes a lot of nostalgia for me. Neighborhood football games and ripped dungarees loaded with grass stains (no such thing as ‘jeans’ back then); rolling around in the enormous piles of leaves heaped up against the stonewall by the cemetery next to the old library …

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Bob Havey

8:24 am on Saturday, October 15, 2011

I missed the seasons also. I lived in California and Arizona for thirteen years and the nice weather got boring. I know that sounds crazy to someone who's stuck in the Northeast in the middle of February. I find it hard to believe nothing has been done about that left turn signal at Five Corners. I hope they aren't going ro wait until there's a fatal accident before they act. That would be …   more ›

Take Me Back

A Little Of This And A Little Of That

Our columnist shares some random thoughts as he gets ready to get out of town for a much needed vacation.

It’s twelve-thirty three on Thursday afternoon and I’m just sitting down at my laptop to write my column. My deadline is ten o’clock tonight, but I generally like to have everything wrapped up no later than Thursday morning. Often, I’m a day or two early. But not this week. This week is different.  We’re leaving for a two week vacation on Saturday morning; our yearly respite from the day-to-day grind. I desperately need some quiet time away from all the craziness that is life as we know it; away from the streetlights, the traffic, the noise that deafens us to that inner prompting; that still, small voice; that voice that I call God.    The week before we head North is always a busy time for me. I’m the one who plans everything. I make all …

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Bob Havey

8:55 pm on Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Bill - Ouch! I think we need a rim shot for that one. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E0PIdWdw15U   more ›