The '60s and '70s were perhaps THE great era for being a kid and drooling over which vehicle from popular culture would be the most fun to own. As a society, we were far enough along that, in terms of production, real-world technology was catching up with sci-fi fantasies. Plus, we weren't...
The Mystic Seaport Museum is primarily known for its ships, but for one day out of every year, the museum celebrates another mode of transportation: antique vehicles. On Sunday, that’s what will happen when the annual antique vehicle show...
Some marginally-connective thoughts on handicapped parking: 1. When I was 16, I got my first car, partially paid for with money I earned dipping ice cream. My Dad subsidized the rest, which, by his reckoning, meant HE got to select the...
A stiff northeast wind whipped up whitecaps and buffeted our boats the other day as we exited the Branford River, rounded Indian Neck Point, squeezed between Jeffrey Rock and Clam Island, and entered the open waters of Long Island Sound.
DEAR ABBY: My mother did something very disrespectful. She picked up my former boyfriend and took him to her house, saying she needed help with her curtains or something. He said when she came back in the room, she just had on a...