On the 4th of July, we Americans celebrate our independence, our right to choose our leaders, our religion, our location, our occupation. In my last posts I’ve been writing about my...
As I wrote this, intended to be funny, with only a touch of seriousness, post, I felt increasingly childish/silly/spoiled/clueless. Almost deleted it, in embarrassment. But, since my posts serve as part...
“All voting is a sort of gaming, like checkers or backgammon, with a slight moral tinge to it, a playing with right and wrong.”– Henry David Thoreau In the last post...
No one could tell the story of the 60s better than Doris Kearns Goodwin, especially as seen through her and husband Richard Goodwin’s lived experiences, vivid memories, box after box of...
Voting makes me feel good, as though I’m part of something meaningful, part of a community of like-minded humans; as though I’m grown-up and responsible and informed. Last week I voted....
I’m rereading a favorite textbook from my social work and therapy studies. Existential Psychotherapy by Irvin D. Yalom. If that doesn’t sound like one of my best loved nordic noir novels, it’s not;...
Me. Versailles. 2010. When I started thinking about writing a travel/memoir book. Here I am. Me. Now. The new-old me. A slow starter! Recently, my final day on anyone’s payroll. Ever....
Posted April 26, 2024: This is the first post of 2024 (but harkening back to Christmas week of 2023 and bringing us on up to April 2024) closing out a major...
Posted last days of 2023: This was my nice life as 2023 sunsetted, and 2024 introduced itself. The post will cover the last days of North Fourth Art Center, my work...
Remember, labels and photos get separated when posts are transferred to a computerized blog book. Just enjoy, family members, who are the only people seeing these books…match as best you can!...