Stories

Dupont Circle, one of several parks in DC, is a cultural melting pot divided into areas where like-minded folks hang out; bicyclists, speed chess players, drug users, homeless people, members of the LGBTQ community, readers, and Frisbee players. While most of these groups flow from one area to another, the chess players are more or...
Ever since my teaching stint on St. Thomas is the USVI, I’ve loved the Caribbean. I’d taken Trudi to Jamaica, St. Thomas and Tortola, and was looking for somewhere new. My brother Bill recommended that I check out Grand Cayman, which at that time was a much less popular destination than it is today. We...
When a lost work of art is discovered in some dusty attic or yard sale, it’s big news. While my story won’t make the papers, I’m excited that after twelve years, my last remaining “Demuth Tobacco Shop” prints were found, safe and sound. Here’s the story of my long and, until recently, frustrating efforts to...
During a trip to Barbados, I became fascinated with the attitude and body language of grackles. These intelligent members of the blackbird family caught my eye while I was sitting at the bar, watching World Cup Soccer, and enjoying Mount Gay Rum.While the grackles were enjoying whatever food fell to the ground or was left...
In 1969, a construction worker named Lowell Wheatley moved from the North Sound of Virgin Gorda in the British Virgin Islands to Anegada BVI. After saving enough money to buy a boat, he was able to pursue his love of being on the water. He used his boat for fishing and diving for lobsters that...