by Mark O'Brien | Jul 23, 2015
On Tuesday night, I was the featured speaker at the annual meeting of Literacy Volunteers Valley Shore (LVVS, about which I wrote here). This may suggest two things about LVVS: Their character judgment is deeply suspect and their speaker pool is perilously shallow if...
by Mark O'Brien | May 18, 2015
In the summer of 1971, I was 17 years old. My friend, Bruce, and I went to see B.B. King at the Oakdale Theater in Wallingford, Connecticut. We may have been the only two white dudes in the place. We most certainly were the youngest. And we were in no way prepared to...
by Mark O'Brien | May 14, 2015
Don’t you hate it when you wake up with the theme from Mannix stuck in your head? I used to. It was awful to find myself humming it while I made breakfast. It was frustrating to find myself singing the melody out loud in the shower (although, the acoustics are...
by Mark O'Brien | May 4, 2015
Since I mentioned the summer of 1964 in a previous post, I offer this one about a more recent encounter prompted by my having read the news item below: WESTBROOK, CONN – The Westbrook Fire Marshall is trying to determine the cause of an early morning fire at 20 Cherry...
by Mark O'Brien | Apr 27, 2015
A recent article reminds us what an unimaginably unfair place the world is — “A global wine shortage could soon be upon us” — its message of dread and foreboding including this catastrophic information: Last year, global supply for wine already barely...
