I know that I’m getting older when I begin to notice the names of my former middle school and high school teachers filling the obituary pages of the online version of my old hometown newspaper with disturbingly increasing regularity. It shouldn’t come as such a shock; it has been four decades after all, since I … Continue reading
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Bake a Bigger Pie
It seems so ironic that the United States, a proud country with tons of “swagger” and one which describes itself, in its own national anthem no less, as “the land of the free and the home of the brave” (Key, 1814) has gradually become alarmingly skittish in response to just about everything. Perhaps this collective … Continue reading
I (used to) Hate Sundays!
“I hate Sundays!” Despite the fact that it has been forty-five years, I can remember shouting this sentence (in my head) as clearly as if it were yesterday. The scariest and simultaneously most fascinating aspect of this obscure childhood memory is the extraordinary restraint exhibited by my seven year old self, not only in avoiding … Continue reading
The (Soothing) Power of Words
I love writing. I’ve loved it since I wrote my first serious essay at age 13, a logical, reasoned treatise on the injustice imposed by my 8th grade substitute social studies teacher. Our regular teacher was on maternity leave and our class had the misfortune of inheriting a portly, balding, social studies zealot who inexplicably … Continue reading
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