History — and things go on as they always do
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning, our little TBE gang will have gathered at Jack’s house, wearing masks; at least one of us will phone in. At Jack’s we will…
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The longest week–or maybe just one more
By David Fortier The week dragged on, in some way three weeks long rather than one, and I can’t help thinking it had as much to do with coronavirus and…
Still looking for the words
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning I still did not have the words for what happened on Wednesday. They, the words, will come eventually, but in the meantime, I am…
The week brings bright spots amid more testing
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning, I will have had my 6th test for Covid. There have been several exposures at school, and then the most recent one, where people…
Not at all typical, but Christmas just the same
By David Fortier The Fortier clan celebrated a socially distanced, outdoor gift exchange on Christmas Eve in lieu of our annual Christmas celebration. The youngest son set up tables on the…
Ballot arrived by mail. How about that!
By David Fortier The ballot was right there in the mailbox. I realize not everyone will be receiving one this time around. But that will change this coming November when…
No, I don’t have a picture
By David Fortier No, I don’t have any pictures. But they have been here, right in my backyard–a couple of deer and a large brown and white winged hawk. The…