Monthly Archives: February 2013

Back when I worked for a living, I always had several pair of jeans going at once. I’d wear the newest ones to work, the comfy ones around the house,  and the frayed ones in the shop and garden. But it … Continue reading →

Twas the night before new years.  1988. Single digits and blowing,  The plow trucks were out straight. I was working every spare moment on the westford house at the time and new years eve was no exception. It was about 9pm … Continue reading →