Monthly Archives: November 2014

A Letter to My Sons on the Occasion of the Day after Thanksgiving

“These are the things I learned (in Kindergarten): Share everything. Play fair. Don’t hit people. Put things back where you found them. CLEAN UP YOUR OWN MESS. Don’t take things that aren’t yours. Say you’re SORRY when you HURT somebody. … Continue reading

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Strange Fruits of a Fickle Autumn

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the … Continue reading

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Black Holes and Empty Nests

Life is full of surprises, some of them pleasant.  Even while you are engaged in routine business, the past can reach out and tap you on the shoulder to remind you of something pleasant among the shards of discarded memories. This week’s … Continue reading

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The King Is Dead; Long Live The King!

“People who believe that they are strong-willed and the masters of their destiny can only continue to believe this by becoming specialists in self-deception.” James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room “But I believe in my mask—The man I made up is me.” … Continue reading

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The First of November Comes A-Calling

My Sorrow, when she’s here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain Are beautiful as days can be; She loves the bare, the withered tree; She walked the sodden pasture lane. Her pleasure will not let me stay. … Continue reading

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