Frank L. Palmeri

You might want to mark down this day somewhere, because I'm going to give you a tip that might make your life much more enjoyable.

Well, I went and did what I said I never would.

My little brother has been a teacher for a very long time.

You read about earthquakes, tsunamis, and tornados and you wonder what it would be like to experience them firsthand.

I had an argument with a girlfriend one time — I can't even remember what it was about — and to patch things up she gave me a nice Buck pocketknife.

I need a hug. I don't need a drink, or a doughnut, or a Cadillac CTS sales brochure. I just need a hug.

Believe it or not, a lot of people tell me they love reading my column. There's no accounting for taste, haha, but today I'm very sad because I just lost my number-one fan.

One time, I took my son to a Boy Scouts camping weekend aboard the USS Massachusetts, a retired battleship docked in Fall River, Massachusetts.

There are certain places where men fear to tread, places where the very fiber of our being is threatened.

A couple of winters ago, we had so little snow that I never once started my snowblower. This year was obviously Mother Nature's payback.


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