Curious Cape Cod: What would you name this South Truro pond?
WELLFLEET — I was examining some of my rare stamps and perusing the latest issue of "What Have You Done For Me Philately" when I heard an odd slurping sound directly behind my chair. Spinning around, I noticed that Randall, my butler and astrologer, was licking valuable stamps and sticking them to his forehead. A chase ensued, but the spry Randall was an elusive quarry. I nearly caught up to him at the end of the driveway, but then slipped on a carelessly discarded slice of Gorgonzola and collided with the mailbox. Letters flew about like confetti, and as they fluttered to earth, I saw tha...