Well, things slid backward this past Monday. I had a low-grade fever all weekend and decided if it was still there Monday morning, call the doctor. Events took charge and I ended up back at Barnes with a soft-tissue infection … Continue reading
For those who may be interested, recovery continues. I know things are improving because my memory is fairly clear about how bad things were. Last week, the week before. But, as is the nature of the critter, we tend only … Continue reading
Sometimes you just come to a sudden stop because the universe puts a wall—or a floor or a ceiling—in your way and you bang into it. I am for the foreseeable future in recovery mode. Let me explain. Last Wednesday, … Continue reading
I grew up in a sexist culture. No, really. I was born in 1954. I grew up in the stew of sexism and was made very aware of it because it was being challenged throughout my childhood, adolescence, and early … Continue reading
Gore Vidal has died. Anyone with the merest scintilla of cultural or political awareness of the last 50 years should know who he was. My first memory of him was from the 1968 election when he called William F. Buckley … Continue reading