Ah, the joys of modern technology! As a 65-year-old writer who has fully embraced the digital age, I rely on my trusty iPhone for everything—from jotting down brilliant ideas to ordering my beloved wife’s iced coffee at Dunkin' Donuts. But the other day, I found myself thrust back into the early 1990’s, fumbling through a world where payphones were as common as a good cup of coffee. Spoiler alert: they’re not. It all began innocently enough. I had a busy day ahead, packed with errands and the...

Labor Day, 1990. It was turning into a gorgeous morning for the first week of September as I was completing the packing of our 1984...

While traversing this thing we call life, we often find ourselves torn between competing priorities. When I’m not writing, I serve as a...