
Moving to Madtown?
One of the last questions I ask myself as I pack my bags and get ready to move on is whether or not I could
One of the last questions I ask myself as I pack my bags and get ready to move on is whether or not I could
When I get something in my head, I’m like a chicken with a speck of blood. I start to fixate. I have even been known
On occasion my own stupidity astonishes me. I’m gullible. There are times I find it hard to distinguish between fact and fiction. And sometimes I just get
I was excited. Very excited. The day was planned. A lunchtime catch-up with a cousin I’d not seen in years in Wisconsin Dells, followed by
In Wisconsin recently, I had cause to give the descriptive ‘new’ some thought. I knew that New Jersey was named after the Channel Island of Jersey and had
Ireland, Hungary, and the USA are three countries where I feel local, places I’ve lived for long periods. I still feel Irish and don’t lay
When I think of Cambridge, I think of earnest young brains who are preparing themselves to lead the world in their various fields and fancies.
People wonder why so many smart people come out of Harvard. It’s not rocket science, says Edward de Bono, it’s because so many smart people
I’ve been to Boston a few times but I must have spent most of that time hanging out in pubs, as I have little recollection
There was a stage in my life when I would drive the length and breadth of Ireland to see a fortune teller. I was fascinated,