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From The Publisher: Cheers

In 1988, the ultimate escapist movie for young guys debuted on the silver screen: Cocktail, starring most notably Tom Cruise and Aussie Bryan Brown as frenemies, business partners, then ex-business partners who have mastered the showmanship of bartending in a trendy New York night club, complete with adoring female groupies, minor celebrity status and all the trappings. In the midst…

From the Publisher: Dad's Tools

A local antiques dealer complained about the dreary business of house clean-outs. The downsizers routinely over-valued that to which they had clung for decades. It was his unpleasant duty to explain that sentimental and market value aligned only rarely. Meanwhile, they didn’t want it; their families didn’t want it; nobody wanted it. “We have too much stuff,” he said. That…

From The Publisher

’Tis the season of resolutions (as opposed to the jolly one rapidly vanishing as time marches on). Many folks with good intentions make them — whether they be health-, heart- or mind-focused — and then life sometimes gets in the way. At the gym in January it seems as if the crowds have doubled. Many in their newly gifted workout attire come in with…

From the Publisher

Associate editor Jen McCaffery has done her usual exemplary job of researching and reporting this month’s cover feature, “Unsolved Mysteries & Curiosities,” beginning on page forty-seven. Rhode Island is ripe with “You gotta be kidding me” type stories (often dealing with our government) although, in this case, the feature takes a look at all kinds of unexplained oddities around the…

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Blast from the Past

I think most of us can’t look at a high school yearbook without wincing about embarrassing youthful missteps, awkward social angst and perhaps some inappropriate mischief that brings the exceptional self-satisfying grin. Like the time as a freshman member of the football team, swept up in a victory celebration over a next town rival, I found myself in a car…

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It's All Gravy

I have more than five decades of experience living in households where Italian food is more the norm than the exception. I figure during that time I have consumed more caloric content than the entire village of Pastina in Caserta, Italy, where my paternal grandparents emigrated from. As contributing writer Ann Hood chronicles this month in her essay, “Love Shack,”…