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I remember that during childhood, the word “goodbye” had a most melancholy effect when it was used to leave the homes of my grandparents, especially during the Christmas holidays when I, my siblings, aunts, uncles, and cousins gathered for Christmas … Continue reading →

I no longer lose sleep over the consistently cruel and mean-spirited Donald Trump. He is now, to me, a simple, completely predictable cloddish cartoon without a speck of empathy, respect (except for Adolph Hitler, Benito Mussolini, and Kim Jon Un) … Continue reading →

I am sometimes amazed by the rancor between “small” countries in Europe and also The British Isles. That kind of border control in the United States is not necessary here, as we are The UNITED States of America. There are … Continue reading →

There is no living person who is not aging (despite the occasional empty compliments we dispense to friends and loved ones). Every breath each of us takes adds seconds and minutes to our lives in journeys that vary greatly in … Continue reading →

I’d like to say that I’m aging gracefully, but I’m not entirely sure what that means. The years continue to roll by faster than I recall them spinning by when I was a child. Birthdays seem to come and go … Continue reading →

I used to believe that mass hypnosis was an impossibility in the sense that not enough people would be “tuned in” at the same time with the same intensity, but my skepticism has morphed into a kind of terror regarding … Continue reading →

Politics in The United States is almost tribal in its reluctance, in many cases, to accommodate differing views. The distance between Democrats and Republicans can often be measured only in light years, because each side has its own view of … Continue reading →

The recent attempted assassination of Donald trump by a mentally disturbed young man presents an image of America’s love affair with guns and easy access to them. The tired illusion that guns make us safer is observed by many other … Continue reading →

Picture, if you can, a condominium community of residents mostly between the ages of fifty and eight-five. Imagine the wafting aromas of garden flowers mixed with that of Ben Gay. Conjure the sounds of The Mamas and the Papas, blended … Continue reading →

The years manage to creep by, leaving a trail of memories, some of which are crystal clear (even from childhood) while others, like trying to recall the brief grocery list I neglected to jot down, zoom into outer space. Many … Continue reading →