Higgins Beach Revisited

Fifty years. I was standing on the small strip of wet sand that had been almost completely swallowed up by the full moon high tide and I was trying to remember. And then it occurred to me it had been fifty years. I was seven years old the last time I played in the...

Ada’s and the Five Dollar Heist

In hindsight, it was a creepy hiding place, and not my favorite one at all; just a small cement room built under our back porch. It was probably meant only for firewood and maybe coal; a perfect home for spiders and mice, with a small door accessible through the back...

The People of God

“Jesus, it’s so crazy following you ,” I thought as I gazed out of the airplane window onto the brown and green patchwork of upstate New York farmland. To my far right I could see a huge expanse of water; one of the great lakes, I guessed. I smiled in mixed wonder and...

Edisto or What I Tried To Do On My Vacation

The Murray clan of Scotland left their native land in the 1700’s, fleeing political and religious persecution. No, that’s not it. The Murrays left Scotland in the 1700’s, braving the tempestuous Atlantic for the lure of wealth and treasure in the new land of America....

Body Blast

It was something I swore I would never do again. Hadn’t I learned my lesson? The money spent, the time wasted. Yet here I am again… at the gym. A gym is a good meter for facing your age squarely. It takes some courage to honestly assess your physical demerits. I am...