Other Musings With Our Grandchildren Somewhere along the line, a person and place become one. I have two places—two versions of me—one being a small town in the northeast corner of the Catskill Mountains called Tannersville, and the other, what used to be a small town just over the border in Canada called
Other Musings Too Bad You missed It And, thus, in those few minutes, I was possibly as comfortable, and at rest, as I had been in fifty years.
grandchildren Ever Seen a Lizard Dressed as a Wizard? Science is not the concern of Postcards from Monadnock. Wonder is; more specifically, wondering.
