Introduction In a dramatic display of family fealty and mathematical incompetence, a trailer load of daughter Catherine’s belongings took control of our Jeep as Bev and I were transporting her stuff back to Maine from Pittsburgh. This was in the winter of 1991. Catherine was on her way to Brazil. We had just left the... Continue Reading →
Occupy Movement Befriended: Unsolicited Advice
Most of the people I know are among the "99 percent" in the totem pole of national wealth, and wish the Occupy Movement well. Only one has actually spent time at an Occupy site. Another has said, "She might." Most others, myself included, expect to stay at home. Some are emphatic on that point. They... Continue Reading →