Category Archives: Writing

The Attic of Our Lives

I thought I had gotten away from that long-ago house. You would think marrying when you are 18 years old would be enough to snap the thread, but I guess it is not so. A few months ago I visited … Continue reading

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A Man of Value

Values over riches, people over things: remembering my father and dealing with the grief. Continue reading

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Coming Home to Myself

For the ones who had a notion,A notion deep inside,That it ain’t no sin to be glad you’re alive . . . Bruce Springsteen, “Badlands”, 1977 A few months before Bruce Springsteen wrote his elegaic anthem “Badlands”, I left my … Continue reading

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Secrets: An Inheritance

Secrets: Cancer of the soul. Continue reading

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Under the Influence

A possible way forward in the middle of turmoil and strife: adventure, balance, curiosity, dreams, education, and being found together. Continue reading

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A Blue Moon Easter Eve

I haven’t written a blogpost since January because the last two months have been a blur of ┬ápacking, downsizing, moving, and all the details that such a nightmarish task entails. At times we have wondered if we should have left … Continue reading

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The Paper

Until I watched Steven Spielberg’s latest movie “The Post” last evening, I had never thought of the throughline that newspapers have had in my life. When I was growing up, Daddy supplemented our income by working Saturday nights–through the night … Continue reading

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