A few minutes ago I composed a brief email reply to a friend who expressed disillusion with the human race. Or in his words, “disgusted with people.” I know how that feels. I fall into that dark place on occasion. It is easy to do. Examples of mediocrity, stupidity, weakness and gratuitous violence abound. …
This is a topic that I am least qualified to write about. I am not female, and thus am unlikely to be subject to rape. My imagination is quite unable to construct a facsimile of the experience of rape. If I were female it would be otherwise. A spirited email exchange was conducted yesterday…
We revisited Philosophical Investigations by Ludwig Wittgenstein last night. The Investigations are just that. Wittgenstein used his classroom lectures as an opportunity to do original research with his students. His method was to have a free ranging dialog with the class, doing philosophy of language. Notes of these lectures were published posthumously. The Philosophical…
We returned to Batavia. Is there any better way to gain a sense of a place than to move around observing what there is to see? We identified eight homes that seemed suitable to our needs. We critically looked at each of them as well as the surrounding neighborhoods. I am satisfied that we…
We spent a day in Batavia. I do not recall visiting Batavia in the past. We decided that we want to live in Batavia, –so what better reason for a visit? Seriously! Not unlike a pioneer family who left what they knew behind for distant California, (a territory they had no experience of) on…
I remembered an old photograph that depicts us in an earlier time. In 1977 we held our first born girl. We had no idea what life had in store for us. That is a metaphor to be taken seriously but not literally. It Is not as if there was any predetermined path, which is…
During my high school years, I owned a surfboard. I remember paddling out beyond the breakers at Carolina Beach, during the onset of a squall. The waves were as big as a house. The challenge was timing, to drive the board between the mountains of water, to avoid the break. If I mistimed the…
Hurricane Florence. Like a massive heat-driven-machine the storm churns the Atlantic sucking up moisture. It’s path along a vector of the Bermudas and the Bahamas is aimed at North and South Carolina. Possibly as a cat 5 storm, water and wind will batter the coastal areas. What we know as civilization, homes, schools, roads,…
A few more photos of the Piñata “contest” at the family pig roast. Its everyone against the pig. No matter how difficult, how tough the pig, perseverance is called for to “bring it down.” Keep swinging! Keep stepping up, and taking your turn with the bat. I captured these additional photos. Enjoy! Life: Never…
There are times when I can hardly believe my good fortune. Yesterday Laura and I traveled a few miles to Kevin and Caryn’s house in Arlington Heights were the annual family pig roast is convened in Kevin’s back-yard. A young pig is slow roasted over a charcoal fire, in the rotisserie cooker. The steel…
