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Day after day after day, the new library rises with exemplary efficiency. All those who put this massive project together—on budget and on time—need a medal and a bonus in a world that usually awards neither. Watching it go up, I feel…

Is it possible for teens to be “not political” in today’s day and age? It feels like every news app and social media platform is constantly blasting us with information about a new federal policy, international crisis, or judicial decision with major…

The Girl Scouts in Belmont Center didn’t mind the weather; they were wearing mittens. The Scout mother who shepherded them was wearing ear muffs. On this raw winter morning, they were running on entrepreneurial steam, excellent saleswomen, and business was good. They…

The week before February break had been very stressful, and I’d been looking forward to a visit up to Wolfeboro, New Hampshire to see my dad and sister. When I texted my sister, Erin (yes, “Eric and Erin,” I know) to see…

The physical therapist on Trapelo Road is part magician, part athletic coach, part confessor and, for a limited number of visits, part nearest and dearest. She hands out hope from a drawer of resistance bands. Every orthopedic muscle and ligament is known…

Recently, someone sent me a small framed copy of Banksy’s sketch, “Girl with Balloon.” It’s propped on the kitchen counter, between the mixer stand and the telephone. This is a tenuous location. The telephone is a landline, and when it rings, sometimes…

“Well Siri, I think you’re ready for your test.” This is what my driving instructor told me when I shifted the Toyota into park outside Belmont Driving School. Her expression was cheerful; mine was one of mild shock, considering that in the…