“Getting old is one damn thing after another.”-Irvin Yalom, Becoming Myself Above our fireplace in the den is a painting by Ed Sandoval, a member of the Nambé Pueblo in northern New Mexico. Sandoval has an international reputation; his paintings have been featured in numerous magazines, and one was chosen some years back as the official White […]
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If it weren’t for Juror #8, “The Accused” would no doubt have been convicted of murder, sent away for life or worse. I’ve watched the 1957 movie version of “12 Angry Men” perhaps a dozen times over the years and it never fails to educate and inspire. You remember the story line: A young teen
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The baseball season sneaked up on me this year. Yesterday it was January, today we’re deep into spring training—it caught me totally unawares. Can’t imagine why. It’s not as if anything else of importance has been in the news lately . . . The summers of my youth basically meant one thing: Little League baseball.
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