Tag: memories

I’ll give you my ice cream when you pry it from my cold, chubby hands

New England really is crazy about its ice cream. I was reminded of that this past weekend driving along the North Shore and passing one independent shop after another, each with its own long lines and loyal customers. While we are partial to our local and delicious Kimball Farm ice cream, the other day I

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Summertime Fun

This is the first July in many years that has truly felt like summer to me. Perhaps it’s because I’m now almost working and getting a break from my job makes me appreciate down time more than in years past. Or perhaps it’s because our kids are getting old enough that we can go out

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