I got a call from an old friend who follows my blog. She knows me.
She asked how I was doin’– knowing full well my waterworks have been turned on through most of this series. She tells me in so … Read the rest
I Remember the Plane
45 years ago, on this day, President Kennedy was assassinated.
I was in a college on a hill alongside the Hudson River and in the basement of my dormitory in “the smoker” playing cards. The adjacent room had a 19 … Read the rest
One Giant Step
Not since this moment in 1969 have I felt quite like this.
Never have I/we needed it more.
But, this time. This time?
The whole world seems to feel more like Neil Armstrong than a bystander looking up.
To be … Read the rest