I know there are other things that we should probably be talking about right now, like the “wall of moms” in Portland or the flood of disinformation headed our way about vote-by-mail, but I feel, for the sake of my sanity, the I need to step back, and write about other stuff for a while. […]
If the Jesuit motto, “Give me a child until he is seven and I will give you the man,” as popularized in Michael Apted’s Up Series, has any merit, the time we have left to influence our son Arlo, who turned 7 this morning, is fast running out. As of right now, we have just […]
A comment which was just left on the site brought my attention back to a post I’d written about five years ago concerning a rumor within historic archeology community that one of the houses on Henry Ford’s Greenfield Village estate may in fact be a childhood home of Adolph Hitler. And it reminded me that, […]
I had a very odd dream last night, and I’d like to have some help making sense of it. I was in a theater at Greenfield Village, which, to my knowledge, does not exist in real life. I was seated in the front row, to the right of the stage, with my friends Dan and […]
You: An elderly African American gentleman in cream colored windbreaker and a read Marine Corps baseball cap, nearly hit in the head by my infant son’s sippy cup. Me: A doughy, over-apologetic, middle-aged white guy in faded black jeans and a t-shirt with a drawing of myself as Snow White… We chatted briefly about our […]
