Monthly Archives: December 2015

History, unpredictable, relentless, and over-whelming, and like water, benign until an earthquake raises a tsunami of change, and you adapt or get swept away, shredded.  The class of ’64 would graduate into an unrecognizable world. And it’s always been so. … Continue reading →

I attended my first high school reunion when I was 19 years old. I spent the evening thinking about love and looking for Paula Prentiss. By the end of the event, I learned there’s love, there’s infatuation, and then there’s … Continue reading →