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By WILLEM LANGE

Change, we have been told, is the only constant. In recent years, we’ve come to believe, change is accelerating at a dizzy pace. And how many times have we heard the phrase “the good old days”?The good old days, I always muse, before antibiotics and...

By WILLEM LANGE

Our culture is pretty thoroughly saddled with rituals and celebrations that originated in our distant, non-scientific past, when we considered phenomena the result of supernatural intervention. I guess maybe these rites seem cute or quirky, and are...

By WILLEM LANGE

Hagar and I dove into the big rotary at the foot of the Nahant Causeway, trying to judge the volume of traffic on a Sunday noon. The friendly voice of Siri spoke to me in her Irish accent from the dashboard: “At the roundabout, take the first exit...

By WILLEM LANGE

It had been a lovely weekend, courtesy of Martin Luther King, Jr. — lots of pleasant conversation and snacks in the two chairs in the office, supper at Julio’s on Friday, lunch at the Wayside on Saturday, shopping for groceries at the Chopper. Icy...

By WILLEM LANGE

The narration, a modern version of the second chapter of Luke, began the old familiar Christmas story. Mary and Joseph shuffled down the church aisle on cue, Mary cuddling a bundle clearly intended to be the baby Jesus, and Joseph strangely...

By WILLEM LANGE

Foghorn? Right here! Give it a toot; make sure it’s working. Thank you. Bilge pump? Port side of centerboard trunk. Is it working? I don’t know. Two plastic buckets? Right here! Fill one of ’em to check if the bilge pump’s working. Good. Charts?And so...