Memoir

Snap Out of It!

Snap Out of It! My son-in-law, John, just sent a Facebook post asking for lines that fans can easily identify with a favorite movie. My favorite movie (determined long ago as such) is Moonstruck. It stars Cher, Nicholas Cage, Danny Aiello, Vincent Gardenia, Olivia Dukakis, and a host of great character actors. My favorite line from the movie (and there are so many noteworthy lines from which to choose) is when Cher slaps Nicholas Cage…

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Love Memoir

Buying a Stairway to Heaven

Buying a Stairway to Heaven If everything good happened fifty years ago, then everything bad took us back a step twenty years ago. Fifty years ago, when I was but a pup heading to start college at Cornell, I would have gotten a D on my Rock n’ Roll report card. I was liking things like Elton John and Bread with some Jim Croce and Cat Stevens thrown in to balance the rough and tumble…

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Memoir Retirement

New York, New York

New York, Nëw York Tonight we flew into JFK on JetBlue from San Diego. Any way you slice it, that is a full day travel affair. We’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about reengaging with air travel and how we feel about it. While Kim hears all my thoughts on the topic, I don’t want to assume that her thoughts on the subject are the same as mine. I think we all have…

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Memoir

The Extended Self

The Extended Self Today I read an interesting article in the Washington Post about people who have to evacuate their homes in an emergency. The theme plays into what seems to be a recurring theme these days, which is about materialism and its impact on our psyches. We start with a typical concentric circle approach to thinking about ourselves. When push comes to shove, like when we are very ill or in the hospital, there…

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Memoir Politics

It’s a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood

It’s a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood This neighborhood is physically defined as a small hilltop outcropping that stands between a little valley called Hidden Meadows and the run down to the coast. As I may have mentioned before, there are about forty homes up on this hill on what I would characterize as six roads. There are hill crest homes around the edges and several inner homes that don’t seem to care so much…

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Memoir

The Gang’s Almost All Here

The Gang’s Almost All Here Last Saturday, before the in-laws from Georgia and Texas converged on me for our nephew’s nuptial gathering, I had a pre-arranged 50th Reunion Zoom call with my high school class of 1971 from Notre Dame International Preparatory School for Boys, located at the time (it is long since closed down) on the Via Aurelia on the western side of Rome, Italy. NDI, as it was called, was an international school…

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Memoir Retirement

Taming the Hillside

Taming the Hillside This week I am coming to the end of a progression of man versus nature. I don’t like to think that I have triumphed over nature because that would be a foolish perspective. Nature always wins in the end. It would also be foolish because this effort is all about finding ways to embrace nature and revel in it. But I cannot completely avoid feeling like I have wrestled some aspects of…

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