I am on an Island off the coast of Massachusetts thinking about my time as a sea cook on tall ships.

Aromatic foliage hangs purple Within reach, a lilac branch To honor those who have served

My cousin Ethan (by marriage) who is 6’6” and played professional basketball for a league in Israel in his younger days, says what’s the point of playing anything if not to win?

Jimmy always reminded me of Peter O’Toole charging through the desert on a camel Long lion mane flowing.

Sunday is Mother’s Day. I have been a mother for more than 67 years, the longest job I have ever held.

I wish I could say I went in undercover as a reporter. That’s not the case. I was a bona fide patient. Gosnold. Detox.