EXTRA! The Armenian Weekly has offered me my own column. Me, a columnist? The guy who’s run his own business…
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I’m on a mission. Sounds corny, but I am. In writing for the Armenian Weekly, I’ve made no secret that…
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Becky boiled beets recently. After the saucepan cooled, she was about to dump the vibrant red water. “Don’t,” I said.…
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I doubt I’ll use Bob’s Pharmacy again. Bob’s is one of those old-fashioned, eponymous stand-alones that are as rare as…
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The 9:48 a.m. train was already at Reading Station. Six of us in two cars had risen early for our…
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I have picked my last grapes and grape leaves. In 1950, when my father bought his first and only home,…
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Within one year of my purchasing a new washing machine (and the extended warranty), it started acting up. The crazy…
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And the winner of the raffle prize made and donated by the Wednesday Quilt Class at the Methuen Senior Center…
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Over a decade ago, our lives changed direction in the most remarkable way. The catalyst was a wooden box—but just…
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