Better known as the PATH, the Hudson and Manhattan Railroad began shuttling passengers through its cast iron tunnels between Manhattan and points in New Jersey in 1908. My travels have been constrained in the last couple of months due to … Continue reading
Becky Fifield
5/24/2005 Wooster, OH I am bushed. 1:30am door pounding above at Regency Inn [Ft. Wayne] led to sleep scattering thoughts. Anxious and itchy literally to leave. Tonight treated self to much deserved night in a Best Western and meal at … Continue reading
What happened to “less is more”? Dr. V and I are preparing for the arrival of our little guy Spud sometime in February (yes, you can expect a good deal of silence from me about that time). As I’ve described … Continue reading
Christmas generally takes us to Maryland. While the Amtrak train I take travels over the Pennsylvania Railroad into Baltimore’s Penn Station, here’s a Baltimore and Ohio Railroad Royal Blue Line menu from Christmas Day, 1900. The selections are fun and … Continue reading
Convicts made up one of the significant immigrant populations to the American colonies in the eighteenth century. But try locating an image that says “convict” if you are preparing a presentation. This image from The Newgate Calendar, a tabloid-like publication … Continue reading
Though a chilled oyster sliding down your throat and followed with cold white wine seems perfectly apropos for the summer months, it was only recently that the old tradition “only eat oysters in a month with “R” in it” has … Continue reading
In late June, the fields of the Indre et Loire are full of the bobbing red ruffles. Here are a few caught against respectably worn buildings and perpetually gray sky of medieval Loches. … Continue reading
Does a battle assume there has been a victory? Writing has a threshold that must be crossed, marking the departure from everyday life and its patterns. The space writing affords can be threatening to the underpinnings of everything else. Writing lives … Continue reading
You might have had it happen. You are working in the gallery, grimacing at the amount of dust that’s built up, gently stroking a brush across an object’s surface with vacuum in hand, and a well-meaning supporter or visitor mouths … Continue reading
I don’t shop Walmart any day. I’m asking you not to shop it today. In 1995, I started a personal boycott against Walmart that lasts until this day. If you revere small town America, then cut back on spending at … Continue reading