Author: Shea

It was still light outside on a warm August evening when Ariel and I entered the Yardarm, a quaint local eatery in Orleans on Cape Cod, Massachusetts. The little restaurant was dark with wood booths that had seen plenty of wear. As we walked into...

It was a busy afternoon at the Apple store when I approached the two associates standing at the entrance. Both ladies were wearing the current uniform, a t-shirt sporting the white logo of an apple with a bite taken out of it. “Excuse me,” I said....

Ever spontaneously think about someone you love or a friend you’ve been missing? Does this ever happen when it isn’t a convenient time to drop what you’re doing to give them a call, shoot a text, write a letter or email? It frequently happens to...