BOSTON — A grand day. The conclusion of the annual conference of the National Society of Newspaper Columnists always is a morning business meeting of the entire membership, at least those who don’t have especially early flights back home. I grabbed My Beloved Wife (MBW, not to be confused with BMW, one of which she […]
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Founding Fathers, Arianna Too
BOSTON — While the afternoon would be devoted to the homes of John Adams and John Quincy Adams, the morning and lunch concluded the learning portions of the conference. See, it was just that quick. (I understand that to most folks the point of many conventions is for delegates to sleep in and attend only […]
Over Before You Know It
BOSTON — In any year you have extraordinary times, where many are surprises. That’s to be expected. A few instances are scheduled, and their worth increases with planning. I’ve attended every annual summer conference of the National Society of Newspaper Columnists since 1999 except 2004’s in New Orleans. I love the camaraderie most of all, […]
Coursing into Boston
BOSTON — My first longhand note this morning: Just because I’m an early riser doesn’t mean I’m a morning person.” Getting into downtown Boston and only five minutes late for my 2 p.m. meeting of the columnists board was not quite as hard as we were warned by several sources that it would be. But […]
Bunk, Kennebunk, Kennebunkport
PORTLAND, Maine — The Weather Channel, online, had warned us last week rain was likely every day, both our time in Maine and then in Boston. It drizzled on our drive last Sunday to Ogunquit from the Manchester, N.H., airport. But Monday and Tuesday stayed merely overcast; Wednesday seemed the best day for Kennebunkport and […]
Smell That Water
WELLS, Maine — With our quasi-oceanfront 1930s motel, My Beloved Wife and I felt a little sheepish that only on our second full day we waded across the Ogunquit River (doable at low tide) then clambered over a tall dune to find the beach. The tourist season we were told begins on the Fourth of […]