23 bananas

Just over two years ago, a mid-day email with a peculiar subject line—23 bananas—popped into my Inbox. I double-clicked. “… so far. My first edict as your friend is to tell you to stop buying bananas. You are henceforth only allowed to purchase one banana at a time.” Sitting in my office, I LOL’d, even … More 23 bananas


Last week, the sale of my home at 344 Pommel Gate Crescent was finalized, and the new inhabitants assumed ownership. Though my seven years there were officially over, for another six days, I found myself crossing back and forth across the front lawn. In spite of all my planning, an unexpected event had opened a … More Homeless