My high school buddies and I have been exchanging emails of late for the first time in many many years. The main topic is our days of motorcycling through La Dolce Vita streets of Rome in the late 1960’s. It’s fascinating to hear the recollections and perspectives of guys in their 70’s remembering their days of youthful exuberance from when they were 16-18 years old. Those days our heads were filled mostly with testosterone and…
My kids have outdone themselves this year for my 71st birthday. I always try to make each of their birthday’s special and always have. When my daughter turned 21 in college, I took out a big ad in the campus newspaper, wishing her a happy birthday. This approach seems to have rubbed off on them and every year they get me something for my birthday with varying degrees of effectiveness. Effectiveness defined as getting me…
This morning, I was listening to MSNBC as I drove to the bagel store for our Sunday morning bagels. Ali Velshi was speaking with presidential historian John Meachum and Meachum was referencing Frederick Douglass who said, among many great things, “If there is no struggle, there is no progress.” That stayed with me as I drove on my errand. This has become a Sunday ritual for me and I almost always call ahead to the…
Yesterday the news arrived that Jimmy Carter, the 39th President of the United States, died at his home in Plains, Georgia at the age of 100 years and a few months. It reminded me immediately that my mother died eight years ago at the same age of 100 years and a few months. I liken their two lives for a great many reasons. Both were born in rural communities to parents who owned farmland and…
Let’s get one thing straight right from the get-go, I am inclined to be lazy. The word sedentary was designed for me. I am both a home body and I am contemplative at all times, which predisposes me to sitting and thinking or sitting and watching or siting and listening, and as most of you know already, sitting and talking. When I garden, I like to sit. I now have nine benches on the back…
Today is Boxing Day, an occasion that really came into the vernacular in America in the last few years. The term comes to us from England, where it is traditionally celebrated on December 26th. It originated in Britain during the Victorian era, though some of its customs trace back even earlier. The name has a few potential origins, but the most widely accepted explanation relates to the practice of giving “Christmas boxes.” These boxes were…
On Christmas morning, I will be heading off to San Diego Airport to pick up my youngest son Tom and his wife Jenna, who are flying in from Denver for Christmas/Hannukah (Jenna is Jewish). Even though I have recently seen them both in NYC, I am still very much looking forward to their visit and spending a few days relaxing with them. Naturally, that gives rise to many thoughts about stories that come to mind.…
In three days it will be Christmas. As I’ve explained before, we tend to spread out the Christmas season over the course of a month. We have had our Holiday Party here in Casa Moonstruck on our hilltop for neighbors and friends. We have done our trek to Midtown Manhattan in New York City for the gathering with all the kids and our extended New York family and friends. We’ve done the Holiday Gala on…
Just before the election, some time in October as I recall, the Washington Post declared that they would not be issuing their normal presidential election endorsement. That meant that they would not be endorsing Kamala Harris as one would expect. The same decision was taken by the publisher of the Los Angeles Times. Both papers announced that their decision was in keeping with their desire to remain neutral arbiters of the news and to not…
The primary reason why Kim and I come to New York City every December is to see and gather with our family. Our family is somewhat less New York City focused at this point with oldest son Roger and his wife Valene living in Delaware and youngest son Tom and his wife Jenna living in Denver. Nonetheless daughter Carolyn and her husband, John, and our two granddaughters Charlotte and Evelyn, remain firmly rooted on the…