generations

In late June, I found myself jammed into a small Belmont restaurant, surrounded by strangers while watching a World Cup soccer match. The air was thick with anticipation, and every available inch of floor space was claimed by fans pressed shoulder-to-shoulder. Every…

I write this column in the throes of “Maycember,” that hectic time of year when every minute of every day feels spoken for. If you’re a parent of school-age children, you’ve got concerts, plays, sporting events, award ceremonies, and graduations. Here in…

Attending Belmont High School feels a bit like a monthly subscription. Although public school is supposed to mean free education, our high school is set up like a “freemium” service, where the best features are locked behind a paywall. Whether it’s on…

It happened again. I was sitting in my 11th grade English class last month when an announcement came over the intercom: “We are entering shelter-in-place,” a deep, urgent voice warned. I was immediately spooked. So was most of the class. My teacher…