Curations from the Human Jungle
[When did I start writing Stripah Love? I can't remember specifically, but I think it was in the aftermath of leaving Chelsea Green, publisher of books for sustainable living. I was recently separated from my wife of 28 years, and actively caring for my 80+ year old mother. It was many years before the "Me,... Continue Reading →
A small sign above the doorway reads, “Welcome to the edge of civilization.” Cuzzin’s Bait and Tackle stands discordantly on what is now the busy suburban corner of Ocean Avenue and Germantown Pike in Quincy, Massachusetts. Built as the home of Gordon’s SeaFood by Seamus “Bull” Gordon in 1933, it purveyed many a fried clam,... Continue Reading →