That’s what I should have been singing after the Dogtown musician who specializes in covering Beatles songs asked for a request. Considering Nancy Pelosi’s skill in getting the longest Government shutdown in history to come to an end without giving in to Trump’s demands for border wall money, and the fact that I had been […]
I grew up in amusement park town, so going to the Marshfield Fair while in my home state of Massachusetts was like a homecoming. I have so many memories of the Paragon Park of my childhood but it was closed and torn down in 1984. One of my claim to fames is that in all […]
I Came for the Brides I Came for the Family I Came for the DancingI Came for the Beer I Came for the Cake I Came for the Laughs I Came for the Healing I Came for the Loving I Came for Those Who Couldn’t It was the right wedding. One that renewed my faith […]
I think about all the milk being sold at the grocery store so that the kids who won’t have school tomorrow can eat cereal in the morning. And that’s what you’d get if you let a poet report the weather. Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads
This is the restaurant in Hingham, Massachusetts where my sister Kathy and her husband Ozzie met. Kathy was a waitress there, back when it was called Ye Olde Mill Grille. They were both single parents with young daughters the same age at the time. My mother worked for decades as a waitress at the Grille, […]
Walking to the A Street pier in Hull at sunset, Joe and I could see inside the windows of people’s houses as we passed. The most obvious thing we noticed was that everyone had the Patriots game on TV. Like the Red Sox, the Patriots are in the DNA of almost everyone in Massachusetts. We […]
The Crew Cut Crowd. The Wild Ones. The picture in which I call Franklin “Lancelot” and he shows me that he’s strong enough to lift a chair. The Sistahs! The Gamblers. Sophia and her Barbie Mermaid Bubble Blower. Father and Daughter. Mother and Son. The Hostess with the Mostest, our brother Joey (on the right) […]
Everything’s better on a boat. The beer and snacks taste better And the lounging feels more luxurious. The views are better. Even the sunshine feels better on the boat. And the music makes you want to get up and dance. __________Our World Tuesday
It was worth it to catch a ride to Roanoke from a friend who got a speeding ticket on the way, to fly from Roanoke to LaGuardia where I almost missed the plane and then lost my boarding pass, to go from LaGuardia to Logan where I got picked up by my sister and her […]
I’d never been to a Groove-off before. I grew up with Battle of the Bands at the Surf in Hull, MA but never understood what they were. This one was between Floyd’s own Spoon Fight and the Virginia/Atlanta band Sound Wave. It was MC’d by Eddie McClain, who also sang and rapped with Spoon Fight. […]
I didn’t have a chance to see the Lego sculpture show in Faneuil Marketplace in Boston while recently visiting my family in Hull (22 miles south of Boston), but I did see some striking graffiti art in the old forts by the house I grew up in Hull Village. It was like taking in a private art […]
I can’t drive through any part of my hometown of Hull (MA) without setting off a memory. They come, one right after the other, like text messages from the past dinging on my phone. That’s where my first boyfriend lived, and a girlfriend who had a really cool dollhouse lived in the house across the […]
While in my hometown of Hull visiting my family and helping out with my mother’s care, I met three (so far) brand new family members, one of which has the name of my late brother Jimmy. There were also new (first time) moms. Desmond’s mom is blogger. Check it out HERE. I call this one […]
These were taken recently at Floyd’s Villa Appalaccia Winery where I had my favorite glass of wine, Raspberry Cab. The hummingbirds were too fast for the camera. Our World Tuesday______
I found out this morning while walking the beach that my boots aren’t waterproof. It happened when I was framing a picture of some gulls in flight and wasn’t looking down at my feet or noticing the pattern of waves coming closer to the shore. I did notice that there are always joggers, dog walkers, […]
We couldn’t believe our ears. An elderly stranger stopped my sister Trish and me at the Nantasket Beach seawall and told us he had a song he wanted to sing. We agreed to hear it, but before he took us by surprise with his “Oh-bama, Oh-bama, how you can love,” refrain, to tune of ‘Oh, […]
Meeting Sophia (my sister Sherry’s grandchild). Getting a firedog bobble-head named after me by my great nephew Joshua. Taking my mom on a drive to the cemetery and listening to a Frank Sinatra CD while she sang along. Evening walks on the beach. Sunday dinner at my mother’s house. My brother Joey is a good […]
This is how close the beach town peninsula I grew up on is to Boston. Twenty-something miles south of the city but only a stone’s throw by boat. Although Hull is best known for Nantasket Beach, we grew up on Stony Beach (pictured) at the entrance to Hull Village, which is at furthest end of […]
