Month: March 2020

  • When Life Takes a Turn, Turn With It

    Thirty-nine years ago tonight I was kidnapped.  Taken from my dorm room at midnight, despite my fruitless protests.  I had come from a late-night student meeting at Gustavus where I was a senior.  I was sick, tired and had my GREs (Graduate Record Exams) early the next morning.  And I was greeted at my dorm…

  • My Actions Are My Only True Possessions

    Who are you without March Madness? Who are you without the pro tennis circuit? Who are you without the NBA to distract you? The NHL? MLB? Theater? Concerts? Restaurants and bars? Your synagogue, church, mosque, temple? Who are you without your job as custodian? Or teacher? Or fund raiser? Or musician? Or server? Or tennis…

  • A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood

    I woke up this morning at 3:18 AM.  I was thinking about forgiveness.  I didn’t even try to get back to sleep, just laid there rolling it around in my head.  Because there is someone (and a list that is much longer than one, I’m afraid, but we’ll start with one) that I have been…