Holiday Road Some of the great modern day stories come from people trying to get home for the holidays. Here in the U.S. there are really five holiday seasons that really matter. The first is the Christmas/Hanukkah break that is usually considered to include the New Years holiday. The second and most uniquely American holiday in the Thanksgiving holiday. Canadians also have a Thanksgiving holiday, but it occurs about almost two months before its American…
Chicken Soup When I got home yesterday, I learned that Kim has happened upon some sort of cold virus during the week. She made it through this morning for the departure of her sister and nephew, but then she crashed and crashed hard. She went back to bed before 10am and basically spent the day there recuperating with Betty by her side, snoozing away. Meanwhile I spent my morning doing and errand or two and…
The Tender and the Tough Why do some people get hardened by life while others get bruised and more bruised as life goes on? Is this a function of the thickness of our skin or is it more of a nurture rather than nature issue that reflects the environment and societal forces that have weighed upon us? When you look at certain people, like an obvious candidate for such consideration, Donald Trump, you can actually…
In Defense of Myself As it turns out, I am still in the heart of Des Moines, biding my time thanks to the opposition in this case deciding that they wanted to spend extra time taking me apart piece by piece. I arrived here on Sunday with the initial expectation that I would give my testimony on Monday or Tuesday. As we began on Monday, it became clear that I was more likely to go…
Going Down in Flames It is amazing to watch a bully getting surrounded by a pack of dogs and attacked relentlessly from all sides. The bully knows that the only thing that has kept him from self-destruction has been his bravado. He is getting described as a caged tiger who understands that he has nowhere to run. The tiger can’t help but be what it is and snarl to remind people who is the predator…
Doin’ Des Moines I first came through Des Moines in 1962 when I was eight years old. My mother, sisters and I were living in Madison, Wisconsin while my mother was getting her Ph.D. My Uncle John, who was a retired Chief Petty Officer in the Navy and now worked as a janitor at a local school in National City, California, had won a big score at the racetrack in Tijuana and had used the…
The Corn Belt There are very few foods I like better than steamed corn on the cob, with lots of butter and salt. In fact, I can easily make a meal out of two or three ears and be very happy with that. Kim understands this and knows that when the summer season rolls around, I am always in search of my next corn dinner. So, today I am on my way to Des Moines,…
Pacing Myself Kim and I have just had a very unusual exchange. It has to do with getting from here to there, but it’s really about how one chooses to live one’s life. I start by declaring that I feel that state of mind is a governing principle. What I mean by that is that everything from enjoyment and happiness to effectiveness and competence are a direct function of how I feel. If I feel…
Freedom!!! In 1941 Franklin, Delano Roosevelt believed that the United States should end its isolationist policies that came about as a result of World War I. Europe was in turmoil. Germany had taken over the continent of Europe along with Italy while Japan ravaged the Far East. The only countries left to fight the Axis powers were England and the Commonwealth. In the United States, the Neutrality Act prevented the United States from assisting them…
Singing in the Rain We are in NYC for the weekend to see the kids. We specifically came this weekend because our youngest granddaughter, Evelyn, is performing in a choral group today out at The Theater at City Tech in downtown Brooklyn. She will be amongst about 100 of here fellow choral boys and girls and she is thrilled to be in the front row so that we can all see and hear her clearly.…