Impressions from the road…

We left New Jersey on a glorious, sun-drenched morning.  My mother cried and my father did one of those awkward hand-shakes that never did quite become a hug — the kind men do when they want to say something, but can’t bring themselves to or can’t find the words.  For my part, I kept my […]

Good to the last drop…

This coffee tastes bad.  I haven’t had a good cup of coffee in about four days and it’s making me irate.  Coffee is a harbinger of my day; for those with a literary bent, think of it as foreshadowing.  A good cup relaxes and invigorates concurrently, serenely transporting me to some scenic vista of taste […]