A Trip

Road trips, once long ago in my flat, dusty Delaware boyhood, held a special, almost spiritual promise. Getting away — to the beach, to the mountains, on vacation, to Arizona as a young man, just anywhere, really — was everything to me. It was the stuff of Springsteen (Together we can break this trap/We’ll run… Read More A Trip

Our Times

These times that we live in — these, right here, right now — are extraordinary, aren’t they? I’m old enough (quiet, already!) to have lived through a half-dozen wars, a president being assassinated (c’mon, I was a baby), a couple of other ones being shot at, the first moon landing, the fall of the Berlin… Read More Our Times