Author: Vic Socotra

Marlow’s Don’t Forget Where We Came From

Editor’s Note: Morning! The Farm is awakening from the holiday repast. The clean-up was complete this morning with the ritual of emptying the dishwasher, and the over-large white plates redeposited to their slumber on an upper shelf, accessible to some only with the step ladder. Marlow thought a little deeper than the Editorial section here […]

Home Food

The Holiday- the one yesterday that commemorates the ouster of the British King from these shores- enabled abolitionists to outlaw the abominable institution that still scars our world. It took a while- the better part of a century and the end or undoing of nearly a million lives to do it. Every family was affected […]

Arrias: America the Desired

Today, as with every July 4th, shortly before noon, there will be a brief ceremony on the lawn at Mt. Vernon, George Washington’s beautiful farm on the banks of the Potomac, welcoming a host of brand new Americans. They come from all over the world, but after noon today they will all be Americans. But […]

The Gnome of Freedom

(The Gnome at lower left signifies his allegiance in Arlington with pride). The current malaise abroad in the land is sort of astonishing. You haven’t even heard the term “malaise” in a couple decades. We know it from former President Jimmy Carter’s speech in 1979, the year I was living on an old ship in […]

Marlow’s Savannah By Hellcat

Editor’s Note: Marlow returns this morning to his exploration of new roots in a new town older that our Independence. As you may have noticed, there are other versions abroad in this great land. Socotra House LLC prefers this one. The Savannah dining tradition is as old as the city, and it is magical. The […]

Marlow’s Taking the Train

Editor’s Note: We drift into the 4th of July weekend today. It is a holiday many of us remember. It celebrates the history we used to know. I think of that family, swinging hammers, who helped build the railroad that runs by The Farm in 1858. It is pretty cool to hear the whistle in […]

The Super Chief

It is a holiday weekend. Marlow started us off this morning with an account of train travel. Many of us ride something like the rails in our clustered cities. “Light rail,” they tell us, a replacement for the old heavy-gauge universal track that opened our land before the arrival of the automobile and the superhighway. […]