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If I asked you to guess where this Antebellum mansion might be located, you might need to be a history buff or a longtime New Yorker to...

Donya has been showing up in lots of family photos so far, so she really deserves her own top-of-the-post picture. Here she is amidst my...

I found it hard to choose a single picture from my slide boxes to represent my travels during the months after my first trip to Europe....

When I was living in Manhattan it was rare to get a really good snowfall, one that could shut down the side streets. One such occasion...

In the summer of 1968 I got to live in Brooklyn Heights. I was in between apartments, having left W. 13th St. (the girlfriend of the guy...

Here are my father and my cousin Rose Marie in 1967, standing at the edge of my grandfather's peach orchard. My grandfather, who...

The beach you see here, with the morning sun penetrating the sea mist, is at Fieldston, Massachusetts, a community just north of Plymouth...

Like every other Midwesterner, I'd heard about the sensational fall colors of New England (thanks to word of mouth as well as tourist...

What are we--my parents, Cousin Judi, and Ellen--doing on a ferry boat, crossing the Wisconsin River in 1966? My father never liked to...

While I was at Colgate my parents moved from the little two-story house on the southeast side of Cleveland, where I had grown up, to a...