The Good Girl

One of my grandsons is encouraging me to write essays about my childhood so that one day he might share them with his offspring to learn about their heritage. That provides me with the motivation to think back to years mostly forgotten, but about some specific incidents that memory has preserved. When I was about … Continue reading The Good Girl

I Object

Why am I so willing to forgive many of those whose past sexist and racist statements or behaviors are exposed, sometimes to great fanfare? I wince every time I hear about the resignation or ousting of an otherwise apparently worthy individual because of conduct, text message, email, or even a published article, uncovered in that … Continue reading I Object

At a Loss for Words

                                                For many of us, months of relative isolation have meant insular living, interacting for the most part with like-minded friends or family, working remotely, not experiencing those day-to-day meetings with people we would normally see in our work or social life. In some ways, this made life simpler, always on reasonably sure ground. … Continue reading At a Loss for Words

End Days

I live in one of five condominium units built around a common courtyard. One morning, on opening my front door to retrieve my newspaper, there in the center of the courtyard, just a few yards from where I stood, lay what at first appeared to be a human figure with outstretched arms. Momentarily alarmed, it … Continue reading End Days

Healing the Divide Revisited

                                                I rarely look back on failed ventures with lasting regret. I take account of what went wrong and move on with a new plan. But now I’m worried. Credible scholars of history, noting the current partisan political rift, suggest that a country divided is most at risk of succumbing to autocratic rule, the end … Continue reading Healing the Divide Revisited