By Morgan O’Neill
Summer is here and with the long languid days, ever warm, I think of Lake George east of the Adirondacks in upstate New York. It is not hard. My parents, both deceased for many years are buried there. I don’t mean in a cemetery landed and occupied by strange neighbors on a hillside somewhere. I mean their cremated remains are scattered on the lake. Morbid? No. Far … Read More


I know that Father’s Day is supposed to
be all about tools and ties, but that depends on who is giving the gift. Less we forget how the men in our lives became dads; I might suggest that one could make an argument for lingerie as the best possible celebration of your significant other on this particular holiday. There are a slew of possibilities but I am intrigued this week … 
Without a plan and with the intention of “just looking,” I went to the 
