There is a folder in my filing cabinet that’s been there since 1980. It is old and worn, its tab bent and pulled so many times it threatens to fall off—or even more likely—dissolve away. It is of...
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I’m out of the house at 5:30 AM. I need to start work early this morning. Busy week. Busy month. But so what. Deadlines are deadlines, work is work, and today I’ve got two days of stuff...
It looks as though I’m continuing a theme of fiftieth anniversaries here. At first, I thought it was completely by accident. But now I believe I have discovered that 1968 was a transformative...
A love letter—no matter how lame, strained, or unworthy—to the song and the band that helped shape my life. I was ten years old when I first heard it. Now, fifty years later, when I do the math, am I...
I call my blog Find Five Seconds because often the most beautiful, wonderful moments in life are achingly short: the turn of a head, a blink of the eye, a second … or two … or five. I do...
A while back I binged a show on HBO called The Leftovers. Loved it. Created by Damon Lindelof, who co-created and wrote much of Lost which I loved, loved, loved. (You didn’t like the Lost...
Not every writer can be Tom Wolfe. Not every writer should be. I mean, what are you supposed to do with all those ridiculous and revelatory exclamations of shock and astonishment? How do you deal...
To Jack, Jimmy, Tommy, Trains, and Gus…. Ha! You thought that once the California trip was over you were DONE with me. Wrong. No such luck. See, I like a good wrap-up. A photo album of a great...
I got a text from my old hockey buddy Jeff a few days ago saying outdoor hockey was on the agenda for this weekend. (The first cold snap of winter always provides the best ice.) I didn’t put on...