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My father, Marcel R. Marion, was an enthusiastic observer of American politics and world affairs. He never ran for anything except union steward when he worked in a textile mill in Lowell in the 1940s. He was a wool sorter, meaning he classified types and quailty of wool by examining…
Read More »This is from Bob Dylan’s memoir “Chronicles: Volume One” (2004). Thanks to Jim Cook for the tip. We know all these guys by one name: Dylan, Bono, Kerouac, . . . and Cook. . “One night, Bono, the singer from U2, was over for dinner with some other friends. Spending…
Read More »More often than not, lunch for me is a peanut butter and jelly sandwich so when I caught sight of a “peanut butter” in a front-page headline of yesterday’s New York Times food section, I went right to the story. But the “and” following this story’s peanut butter was not…
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