Walsh’s Wonderings

WALSH: The Sacred Parade

I first trod upon the sacred ground of Memorial Day while riding a skittish horse through the cheering throngs of the Memorial Day parade in Fairfield.


WALSH: The impossible task

There’s no more impossible task than thanking our mothers on Mother’s Day. It’s like thanking the Earth for water; the gift is larger than any act of appreciation.


WALSH: Make Arbor Day sexy again

Arbor Day has an image problem. Despite its importance, it’s become the Fredo Corleone of national holidays.


Walsh’s Wonderings: Bags

My wife says it every time we pull up to the supermarket: “We forgot the bags!”


Walsh: The minefields of the thaw

The minefield is the result of my dogs using the snow on the sidewalk and driveway as their toilet.

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