In his grief over the loss of a dog, a little boy stands for the first time on tiptoe, peering into the rueful morrow of manhood. After this most inconsolable of sorrows there is nothing life can do to him that he will not be able… Read More
As I mentioned yesterday, our Freedom Trail tour dropped us off in Quincy Market. Â What I neglected to mention is that we were immediately pulled back into the 21st century by a group of break dancers who had taken over the square. A reenactment of… Read More
There is a good chance Winter might lose its job. Â It is already December in Boston (and everywhere else too, I guess) and Winter hasn’t shown up for work. Â Eko and I decided to take advantage of our good fortune with a tour of Cambridge, Medford and a few other… Read More
After saying hello to some ducklings yesterday morning, we pulled out of Boston towards the Middlesex Fells Reservation in Medford, Mass – one of the famous stops on Paul Revere’s ride.  This entire week Mr. Eko has been talking trash about how if he was the one running instead of… Read More