Fred Astaire, Winston Churchill, Lauren Bacall, and Howard Hughes pop out from basement grates, stroll through shrubs, and pose for guests visiting a certain Spanish Colonial home in Key West.
Who are they? The Hemingway...
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It’s Summer!
Remember how you felt the first day after school was over? You were free. Free to do so many wonderful things. This summer I’m taking class with Steve MARTIN!
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Of Paper and Books and Ink
In an age where everything is increasingly digital, why do we love paper so? It’s the delicate scrollwork of a printed design. The fragrance of a leather book. The way a thick sheet of paper...
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Love in the Afternoon, Revisited
This was originally posted in October 2015. As I work on downsizing to move from a large house into a condominium, the conundrum of which possessions to part with is sometimes easy, often hard....
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To Miss New Orleans
The city winds in and out of my consciousness, a strong part of who I am. I know the map of the French Quarter like the palm of my hand. I should. A master taught...
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Love in the Afternoon
I found myself sleepy to the point of no concentration. The words on the page kept running together, and the thought of another cup of coffee was appealing. I left the La Salle Hotel...
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