It’s strangely comforting to be amongst your people. Don’t ask me if I believe in God. But one thing’s for sure, I’m a Jew. I grew up in the Connecticut suburbs, surrounded by members of the tribe, but once I went off to college in Vermont I realized I was the other. A member of […]

Comes after the storm. Did I ever tell you about the time I left part of my tongue on the T-bar at Stratton? That was back in December ’65, when they finally had snow, when Skylight Lodge was full and Christmas was not a bust. I started skiing in Bobby Hickey’s backyard. He lived down […]

Sometimes you have to be reminded where you came from. I grew up in Connecticut, when it used to snow, when every November you put on snow tires, before all season radials, before anyone had four wheel drive. You’d walk to school, the thought of being kidnapped never crossed one’s mind, if anything you planned […]

Stuff happens to interrupt your plans. The more you look into the future, the more you’ll be interrupted by the present. Screw be here now, screw mindfulness, just know that life is about unexpected interruptions, and the older you get the more they relate to health. While you’re thinking about achievement, nature is throwing a […]