In the pantheon of Vermont poets, one name garners instant recognition—Robert Frost. He was the literary comet that blazed across…

…Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people.

He sprung to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew, like the down of a thistle:

Christmas isn't a season. It's a feeling.

O star of wonder, star of light,
star with royal beauty bright,
westward leading, still proceeding,
guide us to thy perfect light.

I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the years.

I will live in the Past, the Present,
And the Future.

The voices in the living room became fainter and fainter. At last they softened to slow flowing streams and waves lapping distant shores…

It was snowing. It was always snowing at Christmas. December, in my memory, is white as Lapland, though there were no reindeers. But there were cats…

The hockey puck
hit Petey
between the eyes,
dropping the poor boy
like a shot duck…

Here we are as in olden days,
happy golden days of yore...
Faithful friends who are dear to us
gather near to us once more….

He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy…

Later that year
mother began reading
children’s classics
at bedtime
and even today
whenever I see a copy…

Deep in our subconscious... lie all our memories…

Forgotten debris of forgotten years
Waiting to be recalled…

Waiting for some small, intimate reminder…
An echo from the past…

Veterans Day 2021. We salute the Members of your Family and Friends who have served and serve to Protect & Defend “We the People.” Here’s one story of Valor from The Greatest Generation…

It was 1957 and I was 9 going on 10, a time in a child's life when you’re proud to say "I'm 9 1/2"!!! It was summer vacation, Mianus Village, Cary Road, Riverside, CT. I was living…

Robert Frost once said, “writing free-verse is like playing tennis with the net down.” In dissing free verse, Frost did acknowledge one of its prized characteristics. The use of vivid imagery to describe an emotion or record an event…

Rich Davala at the Margraten, Holland gravesite of his D-Day buddy Trevor Jones who was killed in action in World War II. Mr. Davla is pictured here at age 89 in 2013. All told, more than…

World War II officially ended on September 2, 1945—76 years ago. On that date, U.S. General Douglas MacArthur accepted Japan's formal surrender aboard the U.S. battleship Missouri…

In 1942, America found itself at war. Healthy young men between the ages of 18 and 35 had only two choices: Enlist in a branch of the military service or be drafted. That was almost 80...