>Missed Connections: leaving Stony Brook station around 6:00 PM yesterday. Me, tall middle-aged man in a bowtie listening to iPod. You, medium-height young woman reading the Horn Book. Any authors out there ever similarly catch a reader unawares?
>I realized a forty-year-old dream last night when we went to see a community theater production of Hair. The Rent of its day–although far more transgressive–Hair was the Big Thing for little show-tune freaks, given even more appeal by the fact that we had to listen to the record (which was all we knew of […]
>I’m just back from a run; it was hot and my legs felt like they were encased in molasses. But about halfway through I came upon a great scene: a family of geese crossing the Jamaica Way. I hate geese, but this gaggle of two adults and seven young ones was inspiring. The grownups led […]
>. . . a “children’s lit. guide to Boston.” She’ll be visiting from Australia next month and wants to know what children’s-book places she should try and see. I don’t get out much, but of course you can’t miss the ducklings, and while you’re there you can see the original address of the Horn Book […]