It was bright and sunny this morning, so I decided to grab the camera, and go photograph a few lighthouses. ( Whadda ya mean, the battery's dead? )

At lunch I sat in the truck, parked in the usual place down by the airport. Not much going on there today. It's clear and sunny, but it's also cold and very blustery (enough so that the NW wind was rocking the truck), so the general aviation pilots seem to have taken the day off ( Read more... )

From the Providence Journal's website (emphasis mine.):

The state medical examiner’s office announced this morning that a former Cranston man was murdered in 1964 and did not drown himself, as the office initially ruled after the man’s body was found in Narragansett Bay decades ago ( Read more... )

The first time I ever saw the Jamestown Bridge was in the summer of '75. ( Kaboom! )

When worlds collide (and really only interesting if you lived for fourteen years in a house surrounded by a turf farm), a story about the local turf farm that's been providing the turf used at Fenway Park for the last thirty years, and why the recent resodding of the outfield following the Rolling Stones' concerts there required turf from New ( Read more... )