Writing and thinking for the fun of it.
I never fared well in science classes. The only D I ever received was in Mr. Miltenberger’s (“Uncle Chuck” behind his back) Chemistry class my junior year. As much as...
“What’s in a name? A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” Maybe it would, if you believe Willie Shakes, but do I want to send Melanie a...
I turned 66 last week. (If you missed my birthday, there’s still time for that belated gift or card.) I had a good day with all the traditional trappings: cards,...
I know, I know. Some of you are wondering why I’m back so soon. I don’t write for well over a month and then I post twice in a few...
Many decades ago when I played Little League, John Longinotti was the hardest thrower in the league. Everyone feared batting against him. When I finally had my chance, he drilled...
So, I’m minding my own business the other day, munching on a turkey sammie. Just before Christmas, weather was mid-70’s. I ate slowly, reminiscing about frosty Chicago Decembers, scurrying about...
If Walt Disney is correct, that a dream is a wish your heart makes when you’re asleep…I may be in trouble.
I’ve been writing my whole life. What I didn’t realize when I was much younger is that writing would become not a punishment or obligation but actually a fun avocation....
I love Gulliver’s Travels. I loved teaching it and re-reading it every year I taught AP Lit. You probably know of Gulliver and the Lilliputians, but he “discovers” three other...
Two weeks ago, I shared my perspective on Charlie Kirk’s assassination. Rather than opine on the political or religious overtones, I viewed the event from a more personal standpoint, as...
I was finishing up my Speech class on Wednesday, answering questions from students milling around when I heard the news. There was uncertainty and shock among them, as often occurs...
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