(Excerpt from ‘The Marcy Street Irregulars and Other Fables’, my upcoming collection of life and mishaps in a small town) June is Brain Injury Awareness Month, also known around our house as the month my wife proves to the world that yes, in fact I was dropped on my head as a baby. Two Junes […]
(It has been 20 years since I wrote this, and my back STILL hurts) An orchestra of birds outside my window this morning reminds me that yet another New England winter has come to an end. Time to unglue the venetian blinds and open up a window or two. I love the springtime; birds chattering […]
It has been more than 40 years, so the story may be more apochryphal than truthful, but certainly qualifies as Irregular. Aleida Wilhelmina Diderica Jager was a product of the war. Born in the early 20’s in Arnhem, she was a teenager when Hitler marched into Holland and lived through the years of skimpy vegetables […]
