“Autumn has been both cruel and kind to me, over the years. Events as disparate as horse races, baseball campaigns and the births of children have been disastrous and heartbreaking or wondrous and…

“I finally appeared on stage as a chorus member in a production of Euripides’ Hippolytus. The school critics thought I’d made a creditable Horatio in Hamlet but, in Twelfth Night, they were expecting…

“During those three weeks, I: met two kings and dined in their palaces; spent the night in one palace; watched a devil-dance in a Buddhist monastery; paid $100 for a beautiful made-to-measure suit…

“That is how I remember us, styling away, off to where Miss Nightingale, clad in her long, dark woolen skirts—(it was always after Labor Day that I saw her)—and twin sets, brandished her…

“I think we can go ahead and blame Google for providing faster-than-light info, and Facebook for inculcating most people’s grandiose self-predications. And Instagram & Twitter? No comment. So, nothing is a secret and…

“I believe that most of us who regularly and purposely engage in artistic or creative work, insulate the central “work” part of the activity with a complicated, flimsy, but highly essential cloud of…

“I took a triple-take as I noticed a three-story treehouse in the process of being built, and looked for a place to park to study the scene for a while.”—Meredith d’Ambrosio The Disappearing…

“My mother was 21 years old when she was released from her flight training. She had, painfully, already learned of war’s costs.”—William A. Balk, Jr Epicurus’ Porch By William A. Balk, Jr. BEAUFORT…

“There were fishing folk online, and their love of and longing for the boats and the water was palpable and poetic. What little I knew of tug crews from my early life had…

Out of Santorini By Doris Athanassakis Note: This portfolio of  images represents yet another offering via Weekly Hubris of works by photographer Doris Athanassakis. Athanassakis spends her summers in Imerovigli,  a caldera-side village on the…