[T]he slack mainsheet clipped the corner of my eyeglasses . . . neatly somersaulting them off my face. And into the lake. Read More

I discovered that those key staff members I had interviewed had withheld documents and flat-out lied to me, to my face. People I knew and trusted. Read More

There is something liberating about a “date” when, from the outset, both know that there can be no future. Read More

Two department stores. All sorts of other downtown fixtures – jewelers, women’s fashion, men’s stores, Army-Navy, hobby shops, and a Woolworth’s. Read More

My college path was prologue. My career journey was complete. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Could we have sought out colleges with curricula to make (our childhood dream careers) come true? And what would those majors look like? Read More

As a recidivist perpetrator of attempted humor, I know full well that “LOL”* is no substitute for a belly laugh. Read More

Pause and conjure up the image of what we looked like. Clearly charter members of the Dork Platoon. Read More

Freshman year spring term.  As Dickens opened A Tale of Two Cities, the best of times and the worst of times.  The best because academic diligence took a holiday and I rather enjoyed myself.  The worst because, well, academic diligence took a holiday.  Another Harvard “Hum” course, this one Hum 75, German culture.  All readings… Read More