J.P. Devine: The fire next time

As wildfires rage in the West Coast, J.P. Devine is thinking of a line from the old slave song, “God gave Noah the rainbow sign. No more water, but fire next time.”

J.P. Devine Movie Review: ‘The Art Dealer’

Sound of silence: Some family secrets are best left hidden.

J.P. Devine: And we’re here

A birthday reminder of everyone J.P. Devine has outlived and the gifts he has left.

J.P. Devine Movie Review: ‘Stand Up Guys’

Three gold-plated icons Pacino, Walken and Arkin deliver the good, J.P. Devine writes.

J.P. Devine: What do we do about George?

Diving into George Washington's history, J.P. Devine muses about scrubbing the first president from the public domain and the costs of doing so.

J.P. Devine: POTUS and the Post Office blues

The recent threats to the U.S. Postal Service have cut deep and personal for J.P. Devine.

J.P. Devine: Let me count the ways

An ode by J.P. Devine to the dear mask, on how we love and die in our times.

J.P. Devine: We gotta get outta here

Thinking of all the places he's been, and how badly he wanted to leave, J.P. Devine muses on the only other destination available right now.

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J.P. Devine: The music of summer

Sports, especially baseball, is the music of the season; love songs from the bleachers, J.P. Devine writes.