What a distinctive man and a true mensch. My brother reminded me that I have my own Paul Newman memory. One day when I was about 10 years old my family and I went to Mystic Seaport in Connecticut. I saw this man who was wearing big aviator glasses (it was the 70s, ya know?) with a huge orange rain poncho with hood on, literally covering his entire body and face. I turned to my Mom and said, "Th...
Do you have any cure-alls for the winter blues? I've been listening to rags and chamber pop all day today, drinking copious amounts of chamomile sweet apple tea, and reading historical fiction.
