Tag: Robert Barsanti

Nantucket Essays

Why I Walk

by Robert P. Barsanti I attended the funeral in Hillsboro, New Hampshire recently. My uncle, Nandy, had died relatively unexpectedly at age 88, at the end of a long laughing life.  Those who had survived gathered up in a small church in the hills of central New Hampshire to try […]

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The Future Is Now the Present

• by Robert P. Barsanti • His name popped up on my screen and a chime announced his fortieth birthday.  He had been a student and, to my mind, he still was.  He would always be the long haired Spiccoli in board shorts and Vans, napping in the back of […]

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Nantucket Essays

The Eternal Circle

• by Robert P. Barsanti • Thirty-five weddings went off this weekend.  Thirty-five brides in big white dresses, thirty-five nervous grooms.  Thirty-five wedding parties heading off to town, then to the Box, and then finally to a boat.  All of those friends and family, along with their Greek brothers and […]