I keep finding reasons to think about our friend Bill (of Dulcinea and Bill). He is gradually becoming one of my heroes and it has nothing to do with the fact that he seems to like reading my blog stories. What has caused me to think and write about him again this morning is the fact that I am taking Kim off for a routine colonoscopy this morning and we have been living with the…
I have been assaulted this morning by a wave of Supreme Court decisions which have flexed the muscles of the conservative majority with 6-3 votes which have strongly favored gun rights in America and supported the Trump anti-immigration policies that are all about restricting asylum seekers from our shores and deporting specific immigrants like Haitians and Syrians who we are generically deeming undesirable by some. Given that SCOTUS is anxious to go on their summer…
Kim finished her show yesterday and I attended both showings. It was an excellent show which I feel represents another significant upgrade to the production value of her vocal group’s showmanship. By my rough estimate, Kim spent 600 hours over six months on the project. She has been immersed in these 24 songs for the better part of six months. Unlike the last show, which I also thought was a meaningful upgrade in performance quality,…
About 30 years ago, I was at a Cornell recognition function (I believe it was a Presidents Club gathering) in New York City, and a pleasant young woman came up to me wearing a badge that identified her as part of the development office at the University. Nothing about that was unusual because this sort of function always had lots of development officers schmoozing alumni like me. What was different was that she told me…
My oldest son Roger shares my initials. I am Richard Albert and he is Roger Andrew. We have always figured that there was some benefit in sharing the same initials since monogrammed things like satchels and miscellaneous leather goods always look good wearing some intergenerational aging. We also both like the toughness and rugged image of the curled horned beast that protects the heard and roams the mountainside. I have to take responsibility for carrying…
When my mother was 76 (four years older than I am now), she got remarried after a matrimonial hiatus of 35 years. She married Irving Aaron Jenkins, a tall and robust ex-classmate from Cornell’s class of 1937 who was once engaged to her best friend in college and who had been widowed (from a different woman) several years before they reconnected after their 55th reunion. Irving was a few years older than my mother and…
We’ve said for several years that we are prepared to travel less. Whether its about the guiltiness of affluence, the burdens of the road, the ache for extended comfort, the throngs at all the favored and best places, the growing realization that the wealth of the world is outpacing my once meaningful edge or just the creeping in of the dreaded “been there, done that” syndrome, doesn’t really matter in this moveable feast of an…
On the recommendation of my vaunted National Geographic, I am listening to Cave of Bones by Lee Berger, the paleoanthropologist who is arguably the most prolific and controversial fossil hunter of his generation. I love antiquities and spent a fair amount of time in my youth hunting fossils and artifacts from places like burial mounds. I have a meaningful collection of pre-Colombian art that I dug up in Costa Rica when I was living there…
Have you heard about the agnostic, dyslexic insomniac? He stays up all night wondering if there’s a Claude. Oh my Claude! I cannot believe all that I am reading and hearing this morning and it is blowing my mind (which the AI world now calls a “meat computer”). How do I unpack this best? I must start with Pope Leo XIV…I absolutely LOVE the guy. I didn’t think I could love a Pope more than…
The phrase “Women: can’t live with them and can’t live without them” has a surprisingly deep lineage. The most ancient roots of the sentiment (perhaps not the exact wording), goes back to the Ancient Greek writer of comedy, Aristophanes, who expressed the core idea in Lysistrata in 411 B.C. Lysistrata is one of the most audacious comedies ever written and yet it was written during the brutal later years of the Peloponnesian War (Athens vs.…