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Photo by Tiziana Canducci

Not the story of my life. Stories from my life. Flash nonfiction.  Memoir in essay. Think snapshots and screen captures, the rush of pleasure you feel revisiting what happened, when and where, and why it matters. That’s what I write.  And why.

Look for new writing in blog posts–about family and friends, food and wine, cooking and recipes, travel and music–with allusions to current events and popular culture, along with bits of literature, history, and science.

I grew up in Freeland, Michigan, on the banks of the Tittabawassee River. In college I studied English language and literature, and went on to teach writing for 38 years at Henry Ford College. Married to an Italian immigrant, in 41 years of marriage I have learned the language and food of Italy.  For a number of years I led excursions to Rome, Florence, and Venice, slow travel tours focused on local culture and heroic eating. In retirement my wife and I divide our time between Michigan and the Republic of San Marino.