If I want someone to accept me for who I am, I need to accept them for who they are.
They were a lovely group. Very nice. Professional, of course. Even--well, given that they were "bean counters"--actually a bit fun to work with.
While this link doesn't do justice to the volume of newsletters…
We have a family tradition of conking Easter eggs and having a friendly competition about it. My mother figured out how we could carry on the tradition by zoom, so she set about…
Fourteen minutes away is my next ride. I take it. I’m in a part of Baltimore now that I’ve not been in before. It’s out of the city center, out of the area…
In the "TP Scare of 2020," I think it's a great opportunity for Americans (in particular) to examine their default expectations about the availability of resources ... and how much of those resources…
Who are we to say when it is, or isn't, someone's time to go? Who are we to say we know how someone should or shouldn't exit this world? And who are we…
Happy (Lunar) New Year, ya rats! (Though this story is about 2019, the year of the pig.) As I look back on this year, a clear theme emerges:
Getting out of my comfort…