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Well, lurking quietly in the corner, at the bottom of a pile, hoping to be ignored in the clean-out, here’s an ancient blue 3-ring binder holding a career’s worth of addresses and phone numbers. On the back of some of … Continue reading
Yearly Archives: 2014
I’ve been working away at my disaster of an office in concentric circles, expanding outward. I’m being ruthless and brutal and am making surprisingly great progress (“Look, the floor!”), but now I’ve come to the logjam of a bookcase in … Continue reading
I’ve been digging deep into the detritus of my life (you could say “the mess in my office” if you wanted to be mundane about it). Today I surfaced a collection of autographs: Ted Williams, Nellie Fox, Bob Feller, Jimmy … Continue reading
I hopped in the shower this morning and began a weirdly excellent experience. I have a very small Bluetooth speaker in there, and I thought my iPhone was set to continue an audio book I’d been listening to. But no. … Continue reading
It’s lovely to read or hear nice things about people you love. Not so great when they come as condolences, of course, but some of those notes and phone calls can be profoundly moving. And some really good ones, like … Continue reading
Alan Sloman recently put up a blog post that included this wonderful sentence, “… Mum made it quite clear to me, repeatedly, that the Shah of Persia would not be coming if I didn’t eat my greens.” (And now, of … Continue reading
How many weddings has a guy my age attended? Lots and lots and lots. Family, friends, colleagues, and their children and other connections over three generations and more. I remember being forced into dressy clothes and trotted off to be … Continue reading