It is a bracing Fall day, with blue sky and foliage just barely turning the corner from peak to past.  Having burned bright, leaves are...

In no way did I expect to feel like this. Driving southbound on route 93, headed to drop off Dehlia at Plymouth State College, followed...

Wouldn’t It Be Nice I have great hopes for myself when it comes to fathering. Even though my daughters are 13 and 9, and I have been in...

Our approaching Disney vacation meant three things. Our dilapidated roof was going to have to tough it out another winter. My wife and I,...

I want to be nocturnal; like a bat or a giraffe (the image of a pair of eyes in the dark, blinking once, then a light being turned on...

Wise men say, only fools rush in. Senior year has been less than it was marketed to be and getting to the finish line, a line separating...

The Green Mountain Flyer, a creeper train that putts from St. Johnsbury Vermont into Newport, and back, once a week, was off in the...

My youngest daughter was born in a test tube. Or if not born in one, she had the required ingredients put in one, spun around, tipped on...

If you ever wake up in the mirror of a bad dream. It’s 4am on graduation day and you’re asleep in our room, with your sister, because of...

Chapter 1 Settling into my seat, 13a, I let out a deep breath, relax my shoulders and sigh. My wife and 4 yr old daughter are in b and c,...

Chapter 2 …By the time we pick up our luggage and step outside Dublin Airport it’s 9 in the morning and it is pouring. We’ve been up for...

Chapter 3 It’s approaching 3 in the afternoon when we roll into the Rath Eanaigh stop on the Dart line into Dublin. The oldish lady that...

Chapter 4 Sunday breaks damp with a gray wind and several loosely connected hangovers shared among the crew. Our hotel-room, which has a...

Chapter 5 I have the sheets and blankets pulled up over my head at 5:30am. At least it’s quiet, or relatively so. I can hear the patter...

Chapter 6 It’s just before 10pm and Dingle’s early September streets are wet and deserted. Driving into town, a brick seawall borders the...

Chapter 7 Dehlia is still sleeping when I wake at 4:30am. Brooke is in the exact same position she nodded off in—an indicator that sleep...

Chapter 8 Back at the apartment, plans are thin but suggestions are being liberally flung about the room. Brendan wants to tour the...