Careful what you wish for. Finally, you’ve joined the band — you and your life partner bought an EV in an effort to inch closer to the right side of history. This will be vehemently argued given what it takes to make the battery your new electric vehicle run, not…

“How far is Maplewood?” I ask. “Not far. Twenty minutes,” my brother John says. “Let’s go,” I declare, the moment suddenly filled with possibility. Though John’s lived in Montclair for thirty years, I’ve never been to Columbia High School where it all began. There have been opportunities, various events to…

You train for nine months knowing that at anytime the wheels could fall off. “Gentleman, how are we feeling?” your trainer asks each time you meet on Zoom during the months leading up to the tournament. The one you first played in last year, and vowed to play in again…

They used to rest near the door, sometimes to dry, or just not smell-up the rest of the place. Sometimes they's just be left in whatever bag you took to practice. When you were young, you took care of them. Polished them. Treated them with special oil. You remember your…

“So let me get this straight,” the home inspector says to you and Mary when you tour the house you’re about to buy. “You owned a Victorian, and bought another? Why!?!” The message clear — don’t do it. And yet here you are, about to… do it. When you walk…

Don’t use the word, instead say you’re writing a book, about anything. People might then ask what it’s about, the same way you were asked what colleges you’ve applied to. Remember those days? Me neither. Still, you need to present a plausible answer, even if you have writer’s block, which…

You’ve come down for the week knowing you will be alone, that almost everyone is gone. And that’s OK you say to yourself, because they will come back next year and because you like the quiet. Everyone always does. Come back. Again and again, year after year. Sometimes for generations…

I exercise at bit in the morning, more like stretch, to ready my body for the day, but more importantly to ready my legs to run. There’s a story a week in the paper about the importance of exercise, how twenty minutes a day can make all the difference, the…

The women’s world cup began two weeks ago, and since then I’ve been held rapt. First, by the simple prospect of watching my favorite game, second by the US Team’s campaign to repeat, and now by this final weekend’s gold and bronze medal games. …