The week gone by — Feb. 14

I liked living there perfectly fine, but it seemed as if, compared to the rest of Cape Cod, Hyannis wasn’t held in quite as high regard.

In spite of the beach area pictured above, overall, I don’t think the town was considered quite as picturesque as other areas of the Cape, and may have had more people who were openly not rich. And there’s a mall, which is sooooo déclassé.

But it has the Kennedys.

There’s a museum dedicated to President John F. Kennedy on Main Street, and guides on the harbor tours will point out the family compound on Hyannis Port, but it’s not like you can drive up to the front door, and I don’t know how often, if ever, residents run into family members at the store.

I did meet Robert F. Kennedy Jr. once for a work-related reason — and apparently walked behind Eunice Kennedy Shriver on the way without realizing it — after he took part in an event to fight against a proposed wind farm in Nantucket Sound for numerous reasons that just so happened to include that he and his family would be able to see it from their compound.

We spoke briefly. He seemed nice enough, and it was … meeting a Kennedy.

And if disagreeing with him on a wind farm project is the worst thing I can say about him … .

Uh oh.


Three posts in one week … what is this sorcery!

Clearing six inches or so of snow was nothing compared to these storms.

I was trying to make a self-deprecating joke, but it didn’t turn out as I had planned.

I have no idea when we’ll be able to travel again, but we’ve turned something we do at home into its own kind of adventure.


“Sometimes, our curses can be broken. Sometimes, we learn to make the gnocchi.”


R.J. writes about “Riverdale.” I’ve never seen the show, nor do I have any interest in it, but the writing (as always) is so good, it doesn’t matter.

Renata is living in her own little world.

If you treat Rosie badly, don’t think everything will be fine if you’re nice to her the next day.

Even though she says her wedding day was the best, Claire would still do a few things differently.

Austin can now run in the snow and ice of Maine without falling. And, oh yeah … he got vaccinated.

Aaron doesn’t know his neighbors like he did when he was a kid. I can relate.

It’s another day at the circus for Lindsay.

Sara got the best Valentine’s gift from her husband.

For Valentine’s Day, Jamie wants to remind you to love yourself.

James has an adorable story about his daughter … until it takes a turn. (But that’s OK, the turn is still cute.)

One of Becky’s favorite players got traded.

Savannah is doing some serious interior decorating. It is a skill I do not have.

Michelle is going through a breakup with a friend.

Pea Green’s Lessons in Loss series continues with Brenda’s story of a four-legged friend.

Pam tells a tale of former sweethearts reunited.

If you’re going to travel during a pandemic, Jo Ann reminds you to do your research.

Vee has some “fun” ideas for when it’s freakishly cold.

Zoe wonders what came first … the lack of trying or the lack of success.


It has been quite a year.

I also wonder about 48-year-old recreational pickleball players, but since I’m the youngest in the group, by the time I go back, I figure everyone I play with will be vaccinated. Would that be herd immunity?


Get yourself a friend like this.


3 thoughts on “The week gone by — Feb. 14

  1. Thanks for sharing, Bill!

    And I can relate to the tweet about first hearing about COVID a year ago. Timehop reminded me yesterday that a year ago I was sitting with a client in an assisted living facility dining room overhearing an old lady panicking about coronavirus. After hearing her, I tweeted out that there had only been 2 confirmed cases in the US at that point and that the flu would be more likely to hit her than corona… How naïve I was.

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