Throughout high school and into college, I skateboarded almost daily. I was never terribly good — there’s no way I could have found a career with it — but those days rolling around, annoying my suburban neighbors, and taking trips into Boston (Copley Fountain!) once we had licenses, are among my best memories of growing [...]
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Thirty-something years ago, in some wee town in the middle of the Canadian prairie, Meg was born. Meg loves lists, so it’s only fitting that, as part of her birthday present, Meg asked the three Boston men in her life — my son, Ethan; stepson, Devon; and me — to each answer a list of [...]
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