Memoir

Perspective

Perspective I’m looking out at this new house across the ravine from my hilltop. It’s white and stands out in contrast to the surrounding chaparral of greens and beige rocks. I have watched this house being built for more than the last two years. It took so long for two reasons. It’s being built by the future inhabitant and he unfortunately had an OTJ accident that caused the project to get delayed by some eight…

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Memoir

By the Sea

By the Sea I’ve never been all that mesmerized by the ocean the way some people are. I’ve always thought of people as either seashore or mountain people when it comes to where they position themselves in August. When I was a rookie in banking lo those forty-five years ago, one of the factoids I gathered up that first hot down summer in the city for me, was that when you reached the exalted position…

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Memoir Retirement

Made in the Shade

Made in the Shade I am half Slovak and half Italian in origin. Since I was raised by my mother and like to think that I am following more in her footsteps than those of my father, I always feel more Slovak than Italian. That said, I did live in Rome, Italy for three years of high school, a very formative period in anyone’s life and I do more-or-less speak Italian. I am very comfortable…

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Memoir Retirement

Every Which Way But Sideways

Every Which Way But Sideways It’s Sunday night and today was a very lazy day on the hilltop for both Kim and me. I put in some time on my expert case and before I knew it it was almost 10am on another perfect San Diego summer morning. Mid-80’s with lots of sun and no humidity (ho-hum, just the usual). My agenda was to get the plants I bought yesterday down the hillside to the…

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Memoir Retirement

Shortening Life

Shortening Life For years we all lived with the fears of the two-headed health monster snatching us before our prime. While it is probably hard to deny that both heart disease and cancer are strongly genetically-linked, I always considered heart disease to be a lifestyle disease and cancer a genetically-predispositioned disease. I can almost hear the uncomfortable rustling of people who immediately disagree with my characterization for some personal experiential reason. We all have friends…

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Memoir Retirement

A Secret Failure

A Secret Failure They say that success has many fathers, but failure is an orphan. I’m going to guess that nobody who is reading this story has ever bothered to figure out who first uttered that phrase. It is one of those pithy credos that gets made into posters and etched into rocks that are sold to people to hold down papers on their desk with all the other kitschy things they’ve accumulated over their…

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Memoir Politics

Getting Even

Getting Even We all live life out of balance to some degree. Even if we think we are in harmony with everything and everyone, chances are that we haven’t factored in the perspectives of others adequately and we are imbalanced without even realizing it. We get our wheels aligned and our tires balanced because at speed we can feel wobbles in our cars and on our motorcycles, but when things are more slow-going it is…

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Love Memoir

Broadway on the Bay

Broadway on the Bay Our friend Matthew has been with us for a few days in the middle of Phillip’s whirlwind tour of all the Western upscale properties in the hotel portfolio of his new employer (a large household hotel brand that has been a part of our lives for decades and for whom Phillip plans to take sales to the moon and back). Mostly we have been showing him our very limited world of…

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Fiction/Humor Memoir

The Dagwood Effect

The Dagwood Effect The other day we were going to dinner in Escondido with Winston and Kathleen. Winston is such a great name, for a neighbor especially, since it evokes a person of interest that is both conservative and yet mildly daring at the same time. That description fits our Winston quite well, but more on that later. We drove down to the local Mexican restaurant (there are so very many in the area) that…

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