Reflections on a complicated holiday.
Here’s a song about a guy who has none of what the kids call ‘game.’ A guy quite unlike myself, I assure you. (Cough.)
If you spend the best of yourself on those who don’t matter, what’s left for those who do?
“How wonderful would it be, while we discover faraway planets, to rediscover the needs of the brothers and sisters orbiting around us.”
More people showing up and speaking up can’t be a bad thing. Here’s what’s happening in my neck of the woods.