Commentary
Feel the peace of solitude in our forests and our glens Pick the fruit of summer on our beaches with your friends
Bases loaded, bottom of the ninth, two outs, one ball, two strikes. At this point, it could be anyone’s game. Little League bragging rights are on the line.
The Camp Jabberwocky stage was a small Amish town in Pennsylvania where Dr. Frankenstein set up a laboratory. Using high voltage electricity, he zapped his green creature, Derrick, to life.
Years ago while staying at the home of Ms. Ora McFarlane I read a story in the Vineyard Gazette written by Della Brown Hardman.
Thirty years ago I flirted with the idea of quitting my day job and writing the Great American Novel.
Under the late afternoon sun, a group of smiling beachgoers, some from Camp Jabberwocky, others from Beacon Academy, ran into the ocean together.