We who live in the Mid-West suffer a longer winter than do those who live in the South. And unlike our countrymen in Minnesota or the Canadians winter is not a universal hockey season or celebrated for snowmobiling adventures etc. We endure winter. When spring arrives in early May its a big deal. That’s…
I attended a town-hall meeting at the Kildeer Elementary School yesterday. The meeting was convened by our 10th District Representative to Congress, Brad Schneider. I’ve attended other public gatherings hosted by Brad. I am struck with how similar these meetings are. Given that yesterday was one of those early spring days, with blue sky…
I could never be a happy idiot, to borrow a phrase from a Jackson Browne lyric. It does not take genius to see the abject sorrow all around. Much is just bad luck. Parents usually do the best they can raising their kids. Often though they make crucial mistakes and the child matures to…
Love is never abstract. it does not adhere to the universe or the planet or the nation or the institution or the profession, but to the singular sparrows of the street, the lilies of the field, “the least of these my bretheren.” Love is not, by its own desire, heroic. It is heroic only…
We visited Huber’s Orchard and Winery in Starlight, Indiana. This is a 7th generation farm that started with 80 acres in 1843. Huber’s now is 600 acres growing fruits and vegetables, the largest producer of grapes in Indiana. We left the dogwoods behind in Kentucky and crossed the Ohio River into the hilly Indiana farm…
Louisville Kentucky, on the Ohio River is a Southern town. Strictly speaking during the Civil War it was a border state. The citizens of Kentucky had sympathies on both sides. Still it was a slave holding state. Present day aspects of Southern culture remain. Almost every where you look there is remembrance of the…
We are in Louisville Kentucky. It’s a week before the running of the Derby. The town is in festival mode, special events are in progress, Mother Nature is doing her best with pleasant weather. The sidewalks are crowded on Bardstown Road. Our AirBnB is just a around the corner. I found a spot at…
Thursday evening six of us sat around a small table at Taste of Paris. Wine, coffee, steamed clams, pastries, were a satisfying accompaniment to conversation that ranged from Mach Picchu, Peru, to the nature of daily life in antiquity, infuseded by awareness of divinity. And, I believe that Barry managed to keep tabs with…
Lynching Victims Memorial in Montgomery Alabama. For the full story CLICK HERE. How could we have waited so long to do this? Why are we STILL OPPRESSING people of color? How can we exercise power and authority, but no responsibility? Is this the way things have to be, the will of the god, are…
….and the soul is just a car. What an interesting wide-ranging discussion last night! Around fifteen or so of us sat together in the Coffee Shop and discussed ideas expressed by Plato in his treatment of Socrates, awaiting the carrying out of the death sentence imposed by the Athenian Assembly. Perhaps there are worse…
