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The best place for a bad time

First, some news. On April 23, my 45th birthday, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. The thumbnail sketch is that my prognosis is great, it hasn't spread anywhere, and I'm on a curative treatment plan that starts with chemo, then surgery, then maybe radiation, then immunotherapy. I found the tumors… SEE MORE

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Seeking peepers on a spring evening

It’s the first mild night of early April, and the peepers are screaming. Their shrill chorus is most noticeable from the car, where the Doppler effect magnifies their treble mating call. But it permeates the air when I walk into the house at dusk, or let the dog out later… SEE MORE

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Forever friendships

I like to imagine North Haven as a hub at the center of the world. A glowing dot on a map, it sends out pulses of energy, drawing people to it. Most answer the call, at one time or another. Maybe just a day sail through the Thorofare, or a… SEE MORE

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Winter is time for ‘vertical swimming’

My love of swimming is well documented. But while I don't turn my nose up at a cold dip, the salty miles I log in the Millstream and Pulpit Harbor every summer aren't possible from October to May on North Haven. As an alternative, when we get any amount of… SEE MORE

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Stars in the sky, stars in the sea

As an EMT, I have found myself on a boat in the middle of the night more frequently than the average person. The medevac trip to Rockland is occupied by patient care, but the way back can be a peaceful, quiet time. Weather and temperature permitting, I've spent some pleasant… SEE MORE

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School of rock

The band mounted the stage, confidently striding up the ramp to find their places behind the microphones and amplifiers. Earlier that afternoon they had loaded everything out of their practice space, working together as a team to make sure nothing was left behind. Their sound check was efficient, and they… SEE MORE

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I don’t know what to write about

I don’t know what to write about. I’ve sat down to write my column several times this week and have wandered outside instead. But the deadline looms, so write I must. Some of the things I’ve considered spending time and column inches on feel too big: • How it feels,… SEE MORE

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What sports should be

Over my two decades at North Haven Community School, I've developed a fondness for basketball. Not televised basketball (although I, too, was swept up in the women's NCAA excitement last year) or any basketball where I haven't known the players since birth, or at least kindergarten. Just the North Haven… SEE MORE

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Life prepares for spring

Last year, I got myself a Chanukah present, a little thank-you for making it through the year. It was a vertical grow light array, two shelves and four lights. It's next to my desk as I write this column, and on the top shelf I have a tray of just-sprouted… SEE MORE

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Democracy at work

The fitness center was full, but the treadmills and weight machines were empty. Instead, community members, from elementary students through older adults, filled chairs and stood around the margins of the basketball halfcourt. The occasion was a special town meeting, called to seek approval for a work of public art—a… SEE MORE