The COVID-19 crisis most certainly has caused people to reconsider all sorts of things in their lives – how and where they live, what’s no longer a priority, and the lifestyle changes they’ll make in a post-pandemic world.
I was in New York the other day and had an early dinner at our favorite neighborhood restaurant. Half of us were sitting at tables set up in the street, the other half sat at tables on the sidewalk, as masked pedestrians ambled through what was now the center of the restaurant.
When my daughter was little, we were blessed with a marvelous babysitter I will call Claire. Claire was pure sunshine and we loved her to bits. She was also full of stories and one I will never forget was about one of her first jobs as a sitter. She was to look after a precocious toddler whi…
I spend a lot of time alone – most writers do. And yes, writers sometimes write in teams and I’ve done that. But that’s usually work “for hire” and not the work you do for yourself which seems to require solitude.
Once upon a time, there was a poor man with many children who lived in a very small house. His wife, as can be imagined, was not happy about the lack of space, especially with everyone working and schooling from home.
I’ve been volunteering at Sarah’s Cupboard, a resale/thrift shop in Branford. Since some of the regular volunteers are still not able to take on their usual time slots, I’m filling in.
I live and work in Saigon, Vietnam, at the large International School of Ho Chi Minh City. Vietnam has come out on top in Southeast Asia as one country that has successfully controlled the virus.
Moments after my daughter was born, I turned to the delivery nurse, grabbed her arm and told her in no uncertain terms, “There can be no more violence!” When she smiled indulgently, I insisted — “You don’t understand — there can be no more violence!”
I’ve decided that I enjoy shopping for food far more than I enjoy cooking it. Having grown up in a family that operated a market, I was raised to appreciate the importance of presenting fresh products to the customer. And so, when I shop, I look for all the signs of freshness and the desired…
I’ll never forget my middle school graduation. There we were, the entire graduating class, on stage singing our graduation theme song, in the same cafeteria/auditorium where we’d had dozens of assemblies, dances, watched movies, and so much more, for so many years. In a rush it came to me: T…
I don’t know about you but I missed my Fourth of July. And I’m not faulting our local officials – they made exactly the right call. Even with the building evidence that fresh air is relatively safer than indoor air, no one wanted to take the chance of sparking infections due to close crowds …
Here we are in the throes of summer with no place to go. I don’t ever remember a time when a summer vacation wasn’t an option to consider — at least a vacation in the traditional sense.
“It shouldn’t be this difficult,” I mutter, between clenched teeth. Then again, this is my first time attempting this trick alone. In my car. During a late spring thunderstorm that is making life beyond my rain-streaked windshield as nebulous as life under Storm COVID-19.
This is my third summer alone and I’m trying to figure out how to celebrate the season by myself. Of course, this summer is quite unique in that most of the normal activities are either cancelled or restricted.
One of my favorite films is A Man Called Ove. (And if you haven’t seen it yet, catch it on Netflix before Playtone and Tom Hanks Americanize it beyond recognition in their upcoming version.)
If I were to write a nursery rhyme about a garrulous geezer on a fruitful foray with his giddy granddaughters, it would go like this: “Punny Poppie picked a peck of perfect produce.”
As some of you may know, I’ve had more than my share of accidents. In addition to boating accidents and skiing accidents, I’ve been known to walk into walls and signs and through screen doors.
Depulso! is the charm used to banish people in Harry Potter’s world. In our world, apparently it’s J.K. Rowling’s turn to be banished. For those of you who missed it, the J.K. Rowling crisis seems to have been precipitated by her reaction to the phrase "people who menstruate” (my emphasis.)
Editor’s note: This is a past column by Tedd Levy, Old Saybrook historian, who wrote this for the ShoreLine Times a few years ago to commemorate Black History Month.
President Lincoln lived during summers at the Washington Soldiers’ Home. He bore the sorrows of “this terrible war” and the recent death of his young son. Even though it was wartime, he was careless of his own safety, and often when he couldn’t sleep, he’d pass unseen and alone beyond the gu…
Well, the Fourth of July is sure going to be a strange one this year. When I was a kid we often referred to the fireworks-and-barbecue-laden holiday as “the halfway mark” as far as our summer vacation was concerned.
In the past few months I’ve had several calls from friends who’ve slid down the hill of tragedies we’ve piled up and are collapsed at the bottom in the vale of tears unable to climb out.
What does the United States have in common with Botswana, Micronesia, Nauru, South Africa and Suriname? Not much, unless one considers this surprising fact: these six nations are the only democracies in the world where the votes of citizens do not directly elect the office of president.
FILE PHOTO: George Floyd's daughter Gianna Floyd, 6, attends a press conference with her mother Roxie Washington on Tuesday, June 2, 2020 at Minneapolis City Hall. (Leila Navidi/Minneapolis Star Tribune/TNS)
(To my readers: As you know in my weekly column, “Going Viral,” I’ve been weighing in as an award-winning writer and filmmaker, Shoreline resident and concerned citizen on issues that affect us. Lately the focus has been on how the Coronavirus is changing our lives. This week I’m looking at …
Ready or not, here we go. Despite rising numbers, not enough tests and no protocols in place for tracking or monitoring, the United States is “reopening” after “closing” at some point in March or April or even May depending on where you live.
Do you take vitamins? And watch your cholesterol? And exercise? If so, why? To stay healthy? To make sure you feel good and look good? And because life’s a banquet and who doesn’t want to garden or travel or cook or romp with a dog or sit spellbound in a theater or watch a sunset or read a g…
I was watching a news program in early March when a commercial for a funeral parlor popped onto my screen. Seriously? Aside from the fact that it was ghoulish in the extreme, it made me laugh because of what it signaled. Here it comes… Advertising in the pandemic!
The other day a friend of mine posted a question about how kids are coping with the COVID 19 crisis - and how parents are helping their kids. She asked that only parents with kids under 18 respond and so I didn’t write back but it got me thinking.
While we pay homage to the health care workers put in harm’s way during this pandemic, I’m reminded to call attention to all caregivers including those who are caring for aging parents and relatives.
Peter Berger: ‘When the vice president crowed in March about millions of tests, he didn’t mean usable tests that could produce timely results.’
The first time I heard the voice was on a peaceful Sunday evening while the dogs and I quietly enjoyed an Animal Planet show entitled, “When Canines Ruled Cat Planet.”