The Why: A preface to the Chesterfield Road essay. The why. The question that comes when I dredge it all up, and now, after so long. For...

1989. Timing then was everything. And I found then, time was running out. Waiting until the end of next spring to get a varsity letter — in track no less — wasn’t going to cut it. I found myself calculating when I could get custody of an actual letter — sewn on my jacket — in time to be seen actually wearing it. It would have to be fall or early spring or of course in winter. But by the time track season would end and award ceremonies came around in the warmth of late spring

Agents like to recall the great days. Takedown days. The days that lead to the capture or big seizure. Less so of the long days on...

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Originally published 2/27/2001 — Record-Journal Writer's Note: As a newspaper journalist early in my career, I wrote "Dancing and...

To the 1983 Science Department of East Lyme Junior High: This was the year my sixth-grade science teacher was being quite literal in his...