A long week but never boring–not when there are kids involved!
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning, Mary and I will have been babysitting for the 21-month-old for the second day while his mom preps for one of those certification tests…
Read MoreBy David Fortier Come Sunday morning, Mary and I will have been babysitting for the 21-month-old for the second day while his mom preps for one of those certification tests…
Read MoreBy David Fortier Come Sunday Morning, the third oldest will have returned home to help with some chores, mostly ones, I ordinarily would have undertaken myself. Ordinarily relates to that…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning the weather will have turned the corner—we are in a wintry chill, getting ready for Thanksgiving—and our clocks will have been turned back an…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning, the weather will have cooled considerably, the rains will have ended—in time for Halloween, leaves will have come down but not all of them,…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning, the mum blossoms on the plants on front porch will have grown from pea-sized to almost quarter-sized, maroon and yellow, and still have a ways to…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning, I will have been discharged from physical therapy for my knee replacement. It’s kind of good, but the work has only begun: continue my exercises two…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning, I will rise and shake my head and wonder where the week went. It’s not that much happened, although on the city news front…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning, I will have made it just beyond the two-month mark for the knee replacement surgery and a month back to school. Bristol is a…
By David Fortier Come Sunday Morning, the Mum Festival will have been going on full-tilt since Friday evening in its new venue downtown, with parts of North Main St. and Riverside Ave….
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning, I will have settled into the weekend—breakfast with Mary on the porch (this Saturday blueberry crepes and a cup of tea before she heads…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning the 20th anniversary of 9/11 will have left us with more commemorations and remembrances. Since I am still a bit hobbled, I spent most…
By Dante Cimadamore Writing from Los Angeles On the banks of the meandering Farmington River, leans a mystical tree that was meant for jumping into the Tunxis Mead. In the…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning, we will have managed to get through the remnants of Ida with a momentary flicker of the lights, much more fortunate than some others…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning we will have braced ourselves for Hurricane/Tropical Storm Henri, meaning cleaning up the porches and yard for any items that might get kicked up into…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning, I will be walking at least a half mile a day, which amazes me. How can this be happening? I have a new knee….
By Anna Bedell The second annual “Conversation at the Park” drew a crowd of around 150 people, smaller than last year’s event, but which allowed for more interplay between citizens…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning I will have made some progress with my knee. I will have been discharged from in-home physical therapy, and I am looking forward to…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning, I will have received a new right knee. The surgery was Friday, so I am guessing that I will be recovering, found a good…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning our TBE gang will have met at Jack’s, for the first time with Donovan Wilson in attendance. We discussed stories that we might cover…
By David Fortier Come Sunday morning a few more trees will have come down on the green, not from the remnants of Storm Elsa but a few days earlier when…