Memoir

The only thing I remember about it is the fact that I was such a smart ass that the teacher kicked me out and was not going to let me take the class.

they realized there is a cranky old guy who lives on this street, a guy that is willing to go all the way and do whatever it takes to stop rowdy behavior past curfew, as long as “whatever it takes” consists of calling the police.

When I’m eighty years old and holding court in the locker room of the YMCA, I hope I remember to say that, “Life is full of quirks.”

It is our memory of the feelings in a given situation that our survival system uses to decide about any given current situation. Those feelings keep us out of harm, or lead us back to ecstasy.

I have a new Christmas letter up on the web site. If you’re into Christmas letters, mine is not as offensive as most, or so I think. What is interesting is that, after twelve years, I can crank one out in a single sitting, whereas I used to struggle with them for days at a … Read more