Over the past several years, we have lived along the Blackstone River on the Cumberland/Lincoln line. The bike path, officially the Blackstone River Greenway, provides the perfect access to walking along the banks of this newly reclaimed and cleaned up…

In an earlier post, (With a Little Help from my Friends), I posed a number of questions seeking answers from the readers of this blog. I received a number of interesting responses to those questions.  Many of them well articulated…

I have a problem, several of them in fact, and I am hoping the many good people that read this blog can help.  I realize I do this at the risk of infuriating some and alienating others, but I think…

I came upon a troubling story out of California, the University of California at Irvine to be specific.  The story concerned a proposal by six members of the University’s Legislative Council (Student Government) to prohibit the display of the American…

In light of the recent controversy over the use of deadly force by the police, I decided to do some research. Accurate and verifiable statistics are hard to come by, but for the year 2013 according to the FBI, there…

As we grow through the various stages of our lives, we develop a memory of aromas.  Over time, our experiences accumulate and a familiar fragrance or aroma causes a reaction in our minds, invoking a memory or making us aware…

In a February 25, 2015 column by Ann Coulter (www.anncoulter.com/columns/2015-02-25.html), Ms. Coulter complains about the narrow-minded focus of the country on certain issues. Now, I do not often agree with Coulter. However, her columns are always well researched, supported by…

The recent cold brought back memories of when I was a young boy growing up in Cumberland. We had a trash barrel in the backyard where, a few times a week, we would burn our trash. I know this is…

If there is someone you truly dislike, wish for them a night in an airport during a blizzard, Baltimore, Chicago, or any large airport preferably. The noises at night, snoring, crying, screaming, laughing, or complaining, coupled with the cleaning crews…

I finished a biography of Alan Turing and it got me thinking about codes and hidden things. In the techie world there’s a method called Steganography. Literally, hidden writing. I thought I would take a shot at writing something with…