Joe and the Indian Way back in 1995, I owned a large ranch house in the Snyderville Basin in Utah on the high desert plateau east of Salt Lake City and near Park City. This was a classic “Big hat, no cattle” ranch that was set on four acres in the middle of a basin that was about 7,000 acres in size. It had that “Big Sky” feel of the wide open spaces of the…
The End of the World Last night Kim and I went to diner st the house of a friend from business school. I knew John quite well during my eighteen months the Graduate Business School at Cornell (then called B&PA, now called the Johnson School….part of the Johnson College of Business at Cornell….too long of a naming story to recite in full here and now). I think its fair to say that John was the…
On Solitude It’s an overcast, but pleasant, Saturday morning and it’s the first morning since we have been in Ithaca, having arrived here twelve days ago, that we are totally alone in the place. We started with Gary & Oswaldo here for four days, then Josh & Haj and their kids for three, then off to NYC for three, then Ann, Chris and their pal John for three. This Saturday is our only day when…
Sitting Still I am over at my daughter’s home in Brooklyn. It is a duplex in Columbia Waterfront, which is a happening part of Brooklyn, the most happening Borough in New York. Before the pandemic, this area was almost too hot, with people like my daughter and her family wondering how they could NOT sell to capture the crazy appreciation in house values. About eight and a half years ago, my daughter surprised me at…
The Big Fix Yesterday was a near perfect weather day here in Ithaca and I used it to good purpose to make a bunch of decisions and to fix a bunch of things. Some days nothing seems to work right and you just stumble through hoping for the best and needing the assurance that you are not just a complete screw-up that can make nothing happen right. Yesterday was different. Everything I touched and thought…
Six in the City I have three children, all of whom currently live in New York City. There is Roger with wife Valene and their new pup, Pudding (a blonde, long-hair, miniature Dachshund) who live in St. George, Staten Island. They have their eye on moving to Delaware in the not too distant future and are working that move aggressively at this exact moment. Then there is Carolyn and husband of ten years, John and…
Post-Pandemic Parenting I am sitting here in the most bucolic of spots on my deck in Ithaca. The view across my pool in this bright sunshiny June morning (73 with a high predicted of 78) makes this a pretty ideal place to hang out under the awning and umbrella shade. To take a moment to describe the scene, the pool is surrounded by a substantial white picket fence (as is the deck a few feet…
Sneaking Into New York City Today is Father’s Day according to convention in the United States that begun, more or less, in 1910. A Day for honoring fathers has been a part of Western culture since the Middle Ages. Mothers have been honored formally in the U.S. since about the same time as fathers in the Unites States, but more broadly, mothers have been held on a pedestal for at least one day of the…
Tiering Up Today we drove the last leg of our Eastbound journey from California to New York. That rounds off to 2,800 miles in seven days of driving for an average daily ride of 400 miles. Today’s ride was only 335 miles, so about five and a half hours plus whatever stops we decided to make. We made it a forced march at 5mph over the speed limit (which I figure put us marginally over…
Ski In Ski Out A road trip across country at my age is bound to raise lots of memories. Indeed, today was a day of memories unlike yesterday. There is nothing wrong with the ride from San Diego through Las Vegas and up through the Virgin Valley Gorge into the red rocks of Southern Utah. In fact, it’s fair to say it’s one of my favorite areas of the United States, but we were just…