Boston

Happy Frickin’ New Year

‘Tis a new year —a time of hope, an era of beginnings, fresh starts, healthy diets, exercise regimes, flapping doves, …

Untraveled

Beginning with my first moments on the Blue Line from O’Hare, I catalogue the places I didn’t go. Right out …

Little Italy

An echo of my Italian sojourn in 2010, my feet ached terribly the day that I met John, Enrica and …

Shots Fired

When I originally pictured Southie, my impressions were populated by Good Will Hunting and Mystic River. It felt dark and …

At Home in the South End

Between the family we’re born into and the one we forge for ourselves, there’s a special layer of friends made …

Red Brick Road

The search for my American roots begins in Boston: Beantown, Cradle of Liberty, City on a Hill, the Hub, the …

Cradle of Liberty

Red bricks laid from Hahvahd to Southie Catch tea party spills, home runs, gunshells and cannolis, calling Minutemen to arms …

Bottom of the Ninth

I choked up when a fourteen-year-old girl sang the Star Spangled Banner this afternoon. I’m not sure why; I’ve never …