Letters From the Old Hyde Place Somewhere along the line when I was eight or nine, a dog came into my life…and never left. I have no memory of my age or the circumstances when he came to the Old Hyde Place, but Prince became my constant companion around the farm. He was a Collie…
October 2025
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Letters From the Old Hyde Place Maybe it’s the times we live in where tensions and uncertainties create a presence so fragile, so unstable, that I keep finding myself wanting to look back at places and people who brought assurance and strength to daily life. That’s what the Old Hyde Place is for me. It…
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Getting Started I’m about to start doing something I’ve never done before. But first, you don’t know me, so here’s the shortcut roadmap to catch you up on who I am. I often tell people that I was an only child with six brothers. As the seventh son (no girls) born to Claude and Lena…
