Monthly Archives: January 2019

My friend Tom died around 6am Friday morning. Tom was a professor of art history at the School of the Art Institute for many years, but I never took any of his classes. I got to know him eight or nine years ago, when Shay and I got together. She had been taking care ofContinue reading ““Pretend you don’t care and you won’t care…””

New Year’s Day I met my brother and his wife for brunch at some new spot on Centre Street in Jamaica Plain. When you haven’t lived in a town in over twenty years every corner of it you once knew becomes more and more unknown. After we were seated, I tried to recall the breakfastContinue reading “Lizard Lounge”