In 2012, I made yet another pilgrimage to The Shrine—otherwise known               as Fenway Park in Boston. The occasion was the 100th anniversary of the very first big league game played by the Red Sox in that wonderful old ballpark. (The only other barely comparable site in Major League…

My failing as a photographer is that I don’t take enough photos. When I come across a scene that strikes me as worthy of preserving with a photo, I pull out my camera and I snap a picture. One picture only. I almost never take more than one shot of a scene.  I suppose it’s…

Today I want to pass along some thoughts about Amtrak long-distance travel that have been in my “to do” file for several weeks. Perhaps one or two will be of help on your next overnight train trip. The Conductor is boss. Once under way, the conductor is in complete charge of the train. Whatever the…

Some years ago, I ran the  Complaint Department for the City & County of Honolulu. Just before dinner on the evening of my very first day on my new job, a woman came home from work to find a dead dog in her front yard. My name and photo had appeared in the newspaper that…