Eight years ago I wrote a paragraph that I have kept with me all these years. I think about it from time to time, and go back to read it every so often. Yesterday, after hearing about Robin Williams, I went back and read it again. It’s about depression, and the moment I finally understood… Continue reading August 12, 2014

I’d like to blame the strange habit I have of forgetting things on the onset of middle age. A friend of mine casually pointed out to me that I have slipped into this realm after I mentioned stopping at pretty much every rest area between Northern New Jersey and Washington, DC. I tried to blame… Continue reading August 1, 2014