The Green Flash   It didn’t happen tonight. It rarely does. I’ve been looking for it on five oceans. I�m not smart enough to know what the traditional seven seas are. But I can count the ones I have steamed on and looked at the horizon.  but I got it last night. Nailed it. Right […]

IThe Tuesday lunch group meets at a public house on US-131 just north of town, past the old Methodist encampment of gingerbread Victorian homes called Bayview. It is my favorite thing here in town, the fanciful campus of frame cottages that date to the 1880s. Some have been restored in astonishing detail, all the filigree […]

It is all over but the leaving, now. How can you get these emotions in less than a month? Strange is the human heart. We actually ARE Harvard people now, in our small way. Amazing. But it was the commitment of Marie-Christine and Roger Porter that made us feel this way. I think back over […]

I am on one of the school machines in the library in the Basement of the John F. Kennedy School of Government. This is last official act before heading to the airport. I write as a recent graduate of the shortest course (three weeks) which officially qualify you as a Graduate of Harvard University. That […]

The Union Oyster House I spent most of Sunday afternoon patiently waiting at toll plaza backups on I-95 coming back south from Maine. I go in right around cocktail hour, returned the vehicle undamaged and was on foot again. I asked my room-mate if he wanted to pencil in a trip downtown before we left, […]

Week Two �This place is an analogy of America� I shouted over the din. �It is busy for ten hours straight. It is an assembly line. The burgers fly off the grill and onto the plates. The wait-staff then shovels the plates to the people who come through the door in an endless line.� The […]

The Green Monster The Red Sox got shelled last night at Fenway Park, 8 to 1,  and our class was there to see it. The A�s had their number. All the BOSOX production came in the first inning, couple hits, one meager run. The next eight went unanswered to the guys in the green and […]

Hump Day Back in Washington my spies tell me it is a Code Red Day, 105 degrees on the heat index, one of those days that sucks the life out of the city and turns that energy into looming thunderclouds in the late afternoon. Monday we had our usual three 90-minute case studies. The first […]

Sunday morning laundry melted inexorably into Sunday morning study. By the time Monday and Wednesday�s case lay strewn around me in wreckage my eyes hurt. Not unexpected perhaps, since one of the cases tomorrow deals with charity eye-surgery in Tamil Nadu, India. It lies across the channel from the gentle island of Ceylon, now known […]

The Saturday regimen was brutal, as I mentioned earlier. I was mildly hung over, but gamely stayed in the fight and I had done the readings and contributed in class. The problem my hobby of trying to document this $9,800 investment of the taxpayers. I think I am giving it a game fight on all […]