This has been my view from my life in quarantine, from my seat at the desk in my two-room accommodations at a Residence Inn in Rochester, NY. That's my car, at which I looked longingly every day after it arrived (earlier than expected.) I thought I'd have a lot to say about my two weeks closeted in . . .
This is another post written BC--Before Covid. But with so much time on our hands, why not talk about something other than our situation. And of course, it's unlikely we'll have football at all this year. So a perfect time to rethink it. Few things are as American as football. Fans are fanatic . . .
Is this the new normal? Blogging now from our hometown of Rochester, NY, where we've decided to wait out the pandemic. After a promising early experience with controlling the pandemic, our beloved California is now worst in the nation. Since we are finishing a second home in Rochester, we've . . .
The unexamined life is not worth living, Socrates said, famously. I say the examined life can be hell. But truth is, it's the only way I can live. It ain't for everyone, though, I know. It takes relentless honesty and continual introspection.* Those things are not for the faint of . . .
It's the thing about getting older--we get wiser. Usually. We realize we know less than we thought and in many cases we really know nothing. At least that's been true of me. I remember being in my early 20s and being far less able to take critical input than I am now. In fact, it didn't occur to me . . .
When I was not even 21 I left my hometown of Rochester, NY (the suburban town of Irondequoit, to be exact and EAST Irondequoit, to be precise.) I left to start a new life as a wife. My new husband was also a Rochesterian, and of Sicilian descent, like me. But our hometown couldn't hold us. There . . .
Yes, more thoughts from a cop. My conversation with my police officer friend is still going on, but this is the last installment of this particular interview. If you missed the first two parts, Part 1 is here and Part 2 is here. I encourage you to leave your questions below, on this post. There will . . .
If you didn’t see yesterday’s talk with a cop, Part 1, start there. If you did, here’s the rest of the story. Why would I talk to a cop? Because, as he says: “I’ve known Carol for years and she wanted this to be more of a conversation. She and I do not see eye to eye on everything, although we do . . .
We might think we know what it's like to be a cop, but we really have no idea. The only reason I know how little I/we know, is that I count several cops among my dearest friends. I know them as people, first, and cops second. They are all men and to a man, they are among the finest human beings I . . .
What if kids don't go back to school? What if parents don't want to take the risk that their kids will get sick or even carry Covid back to them or other family members? Will children be scarred for life? I don't see how. Hear me out: Kids have been homeschooled --many in remote communities . . .