As daylight-saving time plunges us into the future or the past depending, I was thinking of a short story by the French author Marcel Aymé (1902-1967), read a long time ago and whose title I can’t remember. The story is based…
Washboard Interlude
Last night I joined my good friend and fantastic blues player Dave for a short concert at an outdoor picnic organized by a local institution for the handicapped. For me it was…


