Wisdom of the Ages - Part 4 Decade by Decade
I had mixed feelings about going to my 40th High School Reunion. It’s been so long that, of course, we are like strangers . . .


Wisdom of the Ages - Part 2 When to hold ‘em and When to fold ‘em
It was at UC Berkley, a premiere college with a reputation for being inclusive, progressive and diverse that I experienced bullying for the first time . . .

Wisdom of the Ages - Part 1 When I’m 64
Last weekend I crawled up into our attic in which we have managed to store 27 years of our life . . .