Echoes of Tattered Tongues: Memory Unfolded

  NICKELS AND DIMES I was talking about work with my wife’s 96 year-old dad Tony a couple of days ago.  He grew up in the Great Depression w...

Yesterday, as we were sitting at the dinner table, my wife Linda looked up from her plate of pasta and said to me, “You know we haven’t take...

 My Mad monk Ikkyu book is available for preorder. After years of writing poems and memoir pieces about my parents and their experiences in ...

Not a Christmas Letter Just about every year since my wife Linda and I got married back in 1975, I’ve written a Christmas Letter. In it I’d ...

 Our First Christmases after the We had Christmas in the refugee camps in Germany after the war.  I don’t remember them, of course.  I was j...

 My Life after the Pandemic This morning, I was sitting around watching the news shows, and all the news about the pandemic was bad, really ...

 Election Year? I don’t know if you’ve heard, but this is an election year, a presidential election year. I post a lot on Facebook and Twitt...