Bliss
Curled up in a gold patch of sunlight on the porch, Cat purrs in his sleep.
Good Scout
Waltie was the son of Axel and Ella Frank, who worked for my grandfather at our big summer house in Quissett. He had been a Boy Scout since he was eleven, and he’d earned the rank of Star, which is just two positions short of Eagle, the ultimate honor, which to this day is so