By Chris “Chez” Chesak Photos by Margo Peyton of Family Dive Adventures Any parent will tell you that various developmental benchmarks and milestones delineate a child’s early life. These notable moments include the child’s first crawl, the first tentative steps, her first words, and – of course – the

By Shari Hartford It’s Spring and hotels are popping up on every street in New York City. Some are like generic weeds, indistinguishable from the next and others are like delicate flowers, unique and aching for further inspection. The Redbury New York is such a delicate flower, located on a

By Geri Bain   Turning a bend, we emerged from a stretch of forest to catch our first glimpse of Dromoland Castle, its stone turrets and towers reflected in the gracious estate’s lake. The romantic exterior was matched by an equally regal interior.   We stepped into an antiqued-filled lobby,

By Bobbie Leigh The English writer  Stevie Smith liked  to write about characters who disappeared into the objects of their gaze. In one of her stories an office  girl goes to the National Gallery during her lunch break and studies  Turner seascapes  until “the spray reached out and sucked her

By Everett Potter It’s no secret that Millennials love to travel, and their wanderlust and spending habits are redefining the world of travel. Also known as Generation Y, Millennials are typically defined as young adults born after the early 1980s. But are they really so different from Gen Xers or

By Jules Older  From 1972 to 1986, I lived in New Zealand. In the winter of 1981, this normally peaceful country was torn asunder by, of all things, a rugby match. The government of the day had allowed the Springboks, apartheid South Africa’s national rugby team, to tour New Zealand,

By Shari Hartford Photos courtesy VisitPhilly There are three kinds of winter people. Some yearn for white sand beaches, exotic tropics and fruity drinks topped off with tiny paper umbrellas. Some dream of fluffy white snow, whooshing down mountains and hot buttered rum. Then there are my kind of people…we’ll

By David McKay Wilson A lifelong skier, I always dreamed of being the guy with a place on the mountain. Park my car for the weekend. Walk to the lifts. Ski home at day’s end. Light the fire, pour myself an IPA and call it a day. But with a

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