Just Being

On the Unexpected

  {for the pdf click} 1 When she was 11, Emily Dickinson sent the following letter to a friend: “My Plants grow beautifully — you know that elegant old Rooster that Austin thought so much of — the others fight… Read More ›

On vacation

Dear Readers, My son, his cousin and I are off to Vermont for our annual week of fun in the woods and lakes, and on ballfields of various sorts (to say nothing of group singing and lying in our tent… Read More ›

On just being

FROM SEQUENCE 2013 April 2013   Clarifying, I note that the title uses the word “just” in the sense of “merely,” “only”—“just another manic Monday”—and not in the sense of “justice.” At the same time I note that this essay… Read More ›

In Winter

FROM SEQUENCE 2013 January 2013 At times when driving, I have not only felt sleepy but have felt, as the saying goes, “lulled to sleep.” In these moments I have not pictured some horrible car crash that might result, nor… Read More ›

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