What we need in these difficult times

As 2020 has evolved into the most chaotic and divisive year I’ve ever seen, I have often seen it compared to 1968, the year I was born. In fact, I was born just over a week after Robert F. Kennedy was shot and killed in Los Angeles. Only two months before, he had delivered theContinue reading “What we need in these difficult times”

The year it all began for me

I’ve done this thing a few times that I call “Pennyfind.” I even have a category for it here. It happens when I come across a penny on a sidewalk or in the street or some unusual place. Being a superstitious sort, I usually pick it up and take a look at the year stampedContinue reading “The year it all began for me”

I couldn’t say it any better

As I used to tell my students when I was a classroom teacher, I was in my mother’s womb when Martin Luther King, Jr. was assassinated in 1968. Robert Kennedy was in Indianapolis when he got word of the shooting. He made a plea for calm, in the wake of the terrible news. Two monthsContinue reading “I couldn’t say it any better”

Countdown to #Cubs #DoubleTriple now at 43 losses

No big league baseball team lost 100 games in 1968. The closest any team came was the Washington Senators, who lost 96 games that year. But I still feel the need to riff on 1968 for a bit, anyway. So here goes: A lot has been written about all of the things that happened inContinue reading “Countdown to #Cubs #DoubleTriple now at 43 losses”