I’m not sure what caused it. Might be post Cubs victory euphoria, or the oldies radio station mix of Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald, and Tony Bennett. My mind was drifting away with Roger Williams and “Autumn Leaves” as I pulled off I-91 in Connecticut. A pit stop for mind and body. I was returning home from a brief visit with my middle Brother, Billy, at the old family home on Long Island.

The sun broke through suddenly in what was an otherwise predominantly gray, rainy day.


I was caught in my own little twilight zone between past and present.

Author: Garry Armstrong

As a reporter for Channel 7 in Boston for 31 years, I was witness to most of the major events affecting the region. I met a lot of people ... politicians, actors, moguls, criminals and many regular folks caught up in extraordinary situations. Sometimes, I write about the people I've met and places I've been. Sometimes, I write about life, my family, my dogs and me. Or what might otherwise be called Life.


      1. New England in it’s entirety is spectacular. I was telling Marilyn I used to spend hours looking at other people’s photography from around the world, and New England is next to none in it’s beauty. It’s spectacularly lovely.

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    1. Leslie, the colors were magnificent as I drove home from Long Island. As I look out our big living room window, it’s still a wondrous view. But it’s changing quickly.

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