What’s the farthest you’ve been from Bolton, and why were you there?
The farthest I’ve ever been from Bolton is the overnight lockup cage at the Dorchester District Court in Dorchester, Massachusetts, where I was representing indigent people accused of crimes. Most of them had been there for the weekend because they could not post a bail of a few hundred dollars.
The farthest distance I’ve been from Bolton is Santiago, Chile, where my son was living and studying at the time.
What’s the most useful thing you own?
A smart phone, unfortunately.
What weird or useless talent do you have?
I can juggle just well enough to amuse very young children.
Dog or cat? Cat, of course. Dogs are Republicans.
Coffee or tea? Coffee.
Back roads or highways? Back roads.
Pro sports team? New York Mets.
Last restaurant you went to? Georgina’s!
Favorite spot in Bolton? Anywhere on the rail trail.