Drawing Lines Around my Bairro. The Azores Unbound / Delineando o meu Bairro. Os Açores sem Limites
Published in 9 Bairros September 19, 2021. Where is my bairro? Well, I have spent time throughout my life living in a good number of...
Anthropologizing,
uncommon obituaries,
and other rascunhos
Tales of travels to Portugal written to Ms. Adair's first grade class at Henry Barnard School, Rhode Island College
Coffins and Cases
The first guitar that I bought I picked up from a pawn shop/second hand store just on the other side of the Bourne Bridge, on the Mass...
A Window back out on the old Village. The story of the Aldeia da Luz
The Aldeia da Luz is a small Portuguese village deep in the heart of the agricultural farmlands and vineyards of rural Alentejo. I should...
The Portuguese Atlantic
Portugal is on the eastern shore of the Atlantic, that swath of coastline and coastal plain that blows back up inland from the hard ocean...
Postcard from Lisboa: The World Cup Wrecks Brazil. A futebol game was also lost.
the country's hosting of the Copa has revealed unapologetic corruption at the top-levels, gross governmental financial waste and human righ
Remembering Bacalhoeiro: the liner notes released with the 4th anniversary party CD
I was as surprised and I suppose as saddened as anyone else to hear that Bacalhoeiro was closing. I have been a socio since shortly after...
Cesária Evora was a musician for the people
Published in New Bedford Standard Times, Dec 22, 2011 p A5. Back in 1999, I caught Cesaria Evora — who passed away on her native island...
Entrevista com Observatório da Emigração
Published in Observatório da Emigração, 2011 Deportado chegou a ser uma categoria atribuída por muitos habitantes dos Açores aos...
The Circus is in Town. The Nato summit and the big story in Lisbon.
Over the weekend of the 19th-20th, Portugal is host to the 2010 NATO Lisbon Summit. On the docket are serious issues related to the...
The Last True Gentleman. Recollecting Fernando Aires. 1928-2010
Online version published in RTP Açores Comunidades. Once upon a time, Fernando Aires invited me to his house for lunch. I was living in...