The Crab Diaries

“Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.” Dylan Thomas, 1933 The Pasatiempo magazine comes every Friday with the local newspaper’s end of the week edition�...

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“Still I look to find a reason to believe.”  Tim Hardin The events of the last few days—no, the last few months—have been horrendous.  From the attacks in Paris and Brussels to the slau...

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On Tuesday I did what I said I would never do.  Three years ago, as I was buying an iPhone 5, the Verizon guy was intent on selling me a $70 case called “Lifeproof,” which was guaranteed to ...

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On the road again Goin’ places that I’ve never been Seein’ things that I may never see again, And I can’t wait to get on the road again.  Willie Nelson   If someone had told me even ten...

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People always say, “You’ll know when it is time.”  Sometimes that is true.  But sometimes it’s hard to tell.  This has been one of those times.  Having lived through the horrendous ex...

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I’ve always been a fan of home improvement television shows.  Back in Boston, watching Bob Vila’s This Old House was an obsession, considering that there were few homes in the Boston area th...

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“Hark to Beaumont. Softly, Beaumont, mon amy. Oyez à Beaumont the valiant. Swef, le douce Beaumont, swef, swef.” Beaumont licked his hand but could not wag his tail.”  T.H. White, “The ...

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Start with one excellent childhood experience—a loved one who is cured. Add a generous helping of baseline optimism, a cup at least.  More is better. Mix in well a half cup of ability to suspe...

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I have forgot much, Cynara! gone with the wind, Flung roses, roses riotously with the throng, Dancing, to put thy pale, lost lilies out of mind, But I was desolate and sick of an old passion, Yea...

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For Mrs. Shirley Wiley   Last Saturday I suddenly found myself flat on my back on our gravel driveway.   The events leading up to this are all too familiar to my fellow deerhound owners—some...

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