Every so often, for no particular reason, I’ll start singing the lyrics of an old radio commercial … one that stopped airing probably 60 years ago. That draws strange looks from my daughter, should she happen to have stopped in for a cup of coffee. I remember a lot of them … the jingles, the…
I like staying in good hotels. I like the clean, efficient rooms with wi-fi and little soaps in fancy boxes and the instant hot water in the showers. And I like the hotel restaurants with efficient, polished servers … especially those restaurants with Eggs Benedict on the breakfast menus. But there is a certain funky…
I still find it hard to grasp that tonight I’ll go to bed on Maui, tomorrow night I will be in Los Angeles, and on Wednesday, after a fine dinner with my niece and her husband, I’ll crawl into bed in London. (Tuesday night will be spent at 35,000 feet somewhere over the Arctic Circle,…
I’ve always been interested in the origins of surnames. It goes back to when the subject was brought up in school – way back in the 5th grade in Bloomfield, Connecticut, I think. Our teacher started talking about family names and how many of them identified the family’s trade or occupation. One of the girls…