At any given time, in this vast country, there’s a household scramble that occurs. The phone rings. Then, all of a sudden, someone becomes the self-appointed household general and starts issuing orders to “throw this away,” “make your bed,” “get dressed,” “wash the dishes,” “hide the laundry,” and “clear the clutter off the dining […]

In the late sixties and early seventies, there was the “finding myself” movement. It made sense to me, so I unofficially joined the ranks of those busy finding themselves. I remember wearing a patch on my blue jean jacket (because both blue jean jackets and patches were also popular during that time). It read, “Today […]