Yesterday, we attended a cross country race invitational in which one of our children participated. The weather was nearly perfect, about 70 degrees Fahrenheit with a cool breeze and lots of sunshine. Our child finished eighth with a best finish and personal best time. It was great. What I really wanted to mention though isContinue reading “Witness”
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Family vignettes
The pandemic has enabled me to spend more time with my family than ever before. For that, I am thankful, although it is not all peaches and cream. By that I mean that we have bad days and good days, bad interactions and good interactions. We continue to learn how to be with one another,Continue reading “Family vignettes”
A picnic, fishing, and fixing a bike
Most years, Father’s Day is low-key, and this year was the same. My wife and I agree that we do not do well in terms of family celebrations, so we’ll work to improve on that over time. But it was a good day overall. Our car has been sitting unused in the driveway since theContinue reading “A picnic, fishing, and fixing a bike”
Show me a great writer
A random thought occurred to me this morning as I read an article mourning the recent death of the great British actor, Ian Holm: show me a great writer, and I’ll show you someone who was a great reader, first. What I mean by this thought is that great writers carefully study and assimilate theContinue reading “Show me a great writer”
More snapshots in the brain, part 2
For an 18 month period when I was 3-4 years old, my family went through some difficult times. These were set within a larger, traumatic backdrop that I won’t take time to explain here. Some of my snapshots are mere glimpses of the mundane, while others are more dramatic and memorable. At this point, myContinue reading “More snapshots in the brain, part 2”
Inherited from my father
My father and I were not particularly close, but one thing we had in common is an interest in technology and, in particular, photography. You might say I inherited these interests from him. What is noteworthy and a little strange, however, is that he and I never talked about it; it was not a sharedContinue reading “Inherited from my father”