Another summer has passed and I’m not sure I’ve anything to show for it. It wasn’t wasted, mind you, but I can’t claim to have bettered myself. Honestly – if I weren’t writing this post, I probably wouldn’t…
It’s Not a Perfect System
So many people have reached out, asking about my goings-on, my well-being, that I feel a response is due on my part. And that’s not easy for me. On the one hand, absolutely nothing is going on. On…
13 Years Ago: Someone Else’s Thursday Memories
This Thursday Memory isn’t my own. It’s a photo of our young friends Taylor and Kyli, from 13 years ago. The reason I dug up this old pic is that I just saw these chicks last week…
“May I Be Alive When I Die”
Donald Woods Winnicott (1896 – 1971) said, “May I be alive when I die.” A rather prolific writer (pediatrician, psychoanalyst, sociologist, psychiatrist), he said a lot of things. This one, though, has struck me today. We are…
Walking in L.A.
Yesterday morning I hit the sidewalk before 8. As it was early on a Saturday – in Los Angeles – I passed very few people. But the ones I did pass were smiley and friendly. One guy even…