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Below is the second installment from the beginning of my revised memoir. This part is newly added and does not appear in the original Bending the Twig (See here). As I explained in my previous post, the revised manuscript is as yet unpublished. I was twenty-six when I enrolled […]
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I passed a minor milestone about a month ago. I noted it silently at the time, but, as I said, it was a minor event, so I didn’t even celebrate the occasion with a Manhattan, my favorite drink. What was that minor achievement? Drum roll, please. I completed my first […]
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How many times has this happened to you? Your mind is stuck on a specific thought pattern and then “boom,” up pops a made-to-order complementary object that tops off your thought as neatly as a cherry tops off a sundae. That happened to me yesterday. I was thinking of […]
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My friends, Martti and Kaarina, as is common for many Finnish families, own a summer cottage on a lake shore. When I first visited their site a few decades ago, the only building standing was a rough-hewn log cabin, its left side walled off and made into an authentic smoke […]
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“Mr. Rauch, a senior fellow at the Brookings institution, argues that human beings have a natural tendency to believe what they wish, irrespective of evidence.” (From a book review in the October 13, 2021, Wall Street Journal) Let’s look at some specific evidence related to our nasty battle over the […]
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It began in Illinois decades ago, four young men having no idea they were forming a lifelong friendship. They were just having fun. “Friendship does not arise out of necessity, but out of pleasure,” wrote one of my favorite contemporary writers, Joseph Epstein, in Friendship: An Exposé (Link), a delightful […]
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As I said when posting my recent quiz on political correctness (see it here), I knew little about the term. At the time of that posting, PC was just a mild annoyance to me, probably because I don’t like others telling me how to talk (I prefer to put my […]
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I describe my incredible internal clock in my memoir, but the story is of good length for a blog, so I’ll retell it here. First a bit of necessary background. My mother died at age 37. I was 13 at the time, the oldest of four children. Our dad, with […]
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