Monthly Archive: March 2015

A Train of Memories

Sometimes when I have a little extra time, I just get into the car and start driving around looking for lost time. I never know where these junkets might lead. Yesterday, for instance, it...

Irish Studies

Irish Studies

In 1985, I spent the summer in a small Irish village faraway on the western end of Galway Bay. The idea was to learn the Irish language—“Gaelic”—by immersing myself in it. So I arranged...

The Dream Ends Somewhere

The Dream Ends Somewhere

A knock on the door. This is a dream. I or whoever is playing the role here opens the door. Farrah Fawcett is standing there with a big angelic smile. I or whoever is...