By Darcy Pennoyer Smith If I had a dollar for every pet my mother brought home without consulting my father, I’d probably have about thirty bucks. We are a very inclusive family, and our non-human residents were canines, felines, reptiles, amphibians, rodents, fish – a menagerie which spanned twenty-two years at 4 Parade Hill Road. It was common to open our refrigerator and, next to the cold cuts, see a clear plastic bag containing live crickets to feed somebody’s Green An

Andy Towers is big. In personality, stature, voice, ambition, passion and truth. New Canaan is lucky to have him not only because he is...

Thomas George Franco II—‘Tom,’ as he’s known today on Elm Street, site of the family’s eponymous wine and liquor shop, a fixture of...

Audrey Bailey Stewart had recently married Walter Stewart, Sr. when the young couple moved in with her husband’s parents—Walter Stewart,...

It was 1986. Delusional visions of grandeur flooded my mind as I approached the age of sixteen. A car, I thought. Driving will be...

“What are these, Dadah?” “Oh, those…just put those over there, just My siblings and I sorted through the photos, and we got quite an...