Hi Mom. It’s Sunday morning September 5, 2021 and I’m dictating this to you while I’m jogging in our old neighborhood. I’m about to make the turn on the Santa Clara University campus that leads me to the Mission. You probably know this, but even after you moved to Carlton in 2018 I would come here and go jogging, visit Hilmar Street, spend time with Jean and Larry who continue to be good and supportive friends. I think I will for the rest of my life jog or walk this route every time I come to Santa Clara.

We held…


It’s the afternoon before Thanksgiving here in the U.S. Our little quarantine “pod” is fortunate to have the means and the proximity to celebrate fairly normally. I just made pie dough and put it in the fridge to chill while I come down to my basement and jump on the stationary bike or elliptical trainer to prepare my body for tomorrow’s onslaught of carbs. And as I step onto the basement floor I think about something I read yesterday — A beautifully written note of Thanksgiving penned by a friend — that reminded me that the floor I’m standing on…


What can we do? “ My 88-year-old mom hasn’t given up and neither should we.

My mom and my dad were depression babies. They married in 1951 — a time of traditional gender roles. For the most part, dad ruled the roost and made The Rules, but mom was our go-to for almost everything.

After raising two rambunctious boys and a tomboy, and taking a lot of orders from dad, the mid-70s happened. She was curious, took classes, taught ESL, read many many books, traveled more and in today’s language became “woke” to “women’s lib.” She listened to the Beatles…


Much has been written in the last few weeks about “the democratic way,” and “the peaceful transition of power.” All of it has been focused on the end of 8 years of leadership by a principled, rational, justice-seeking and imperfect man and the rise of an impulsive, seemingly soulless, thin-skinned, billionaire man-child. But surely I digress.

Making my way to the Women’s March in Washington yanked me out of the valley of despair. Having bailed after the rally, I spent the afternoon, evening and next morning devouring news and social media about the DC March, and my energy pulsed at…


Hailey. November, 2015

Hailey, alpha dog extraordinaire, left the mortal world on Sunday June 5th at her home in Garrett Park, MD. She was surrounded by her human and canine family members. Affectionately known as “Boppy” or “Bopp-Star” (derivatives of Hail-Bopp) the yellow Labrador Retriever joined the family at the age of one. She immediately revealed herself as a force to be reckoned with.

From a young age Ms. Star demonstrated what would become a lifelong interest in gastronomy. Friends recall her seemingly insatiable interest in breaking culinary ground. She experimented early on with nontraditional sources of protein, including flip flops, banisters, sushi…


This Ray Rice thing won’t leave my mind. But not because I am outraged. I mean, I am outraged. But I’m also conflicted.

I’m a documented, card-carrying advocate for investment in the potential, economic self-sufficiency and safety of all women and girls. And I’m conflicted. I’ve been trying to sort through what my conflict is, and why I am distracted by this case, versus all the others.

So I’ve tried to break it down, mostly for my own clarity, into what i know, and what keeps me unsettled.

What’s clear in my mind:

It is clear the NFL has once…


There really is a pot of gold…

I’ve been sick for a while now, and have been feeling so tired. My legs have become pretty much useless, so it’s been a long time since I could field a ground ball or go for a swim. The people I live with have helped me do pretty much everything for many many months now. They help me up when I’m sitting or lying down, bring me snacks, make sure I take my insulin, and sometimes they even have to help with my “daily routine.” I have always been a very private guy, so you can imagine that accepting this…

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