Remembering to Play

We did a lot of activities, new and old, during the Pandemic Epoch. But most weren’t play. Even stuff that might look like play wasn’t, being accomplished with the anxious fervor of the homebound and virus-obsessed. It’s time for us to remember how...

Thing They Call Rodeo

I love rodeo. Really. This might seem strange for a guy who grew up in town and has mostly remained a town rat since heading off to college. How I came to rodeo fandom requires some explanation. Never Could Hold a Job When we settled into the house in Virginia where...

My New Orleans, The City That Care Forgot

My New Orleans  College applications have become a traumatic right of passage for American kids. My daughter Peanut, a straight-A, very talented, quite zen, non-boy-crazy young lady turned into a blubbering pile of neuroses for the four or five months of college...

The Perplexing Problem of Mr. Jefferson

(Having celebrated his 278th birthday last month, Mr. Jefferson remains as perplexing a problem to us as ever. Maybe now all the more so, after a year of BLM protests against persistent racism in America. Thought this a good moment to revisit a blog I wrote three...

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