Hoping the Democratic Convention Isn’t 1968 Again by
200
(298 Stories)

Prompted By 1968

/ Stories

The violence exacerbated by Mayor Daley’s draconian crackdown on protestors at the 1968 Democratic convention helped to elect Nixon, a far worse alternative than Humphrey.
Read More

Class of 1968 by
100
(165 Stories)

Prompted By 1968

/ Stories

I was in the high school class of 1968, indelibly stamped. When that year was still the future, it represented that border between childhood dependency and my real life, whatever that might mean.  I had known nothing but childhood, but I felt ready for things to turn. 
Read More

1968 – A Year of Long Hair and Longer Odds by
50
(92 Stories)

Prompted By 1968

/ Stories

        Retrospect: 1968 A year of upheaval, of protest, of a man landing on the moon. But let’s talk about the real drama: hair. The year was a mane-iacal frenzy. Hair grew longer, wilder, and more defiant with each passing month. It was as if the world was collectively saying, “Screw it,…
Read More

Rocky on the Second Ballot by
50
(88 Stories)

Prompted By 1968

/ Stories

Hey kids, let's put on a convention!
Read More

Magic Carpet Ride by
200
(302 Stories)

Prompted By 1968

/ Stories

The one year of my life that had the greatest impact on me was definitely 1968.
Read More

Maui Time by
50
(88 Stories)

/ Stories

Once you are on the Pali highway you are stuck behind whatever you are stuck behind.
Read More

Early Session Commute by
200
(346 Stories)

/ Stories

Early Session Commute I like to stay up late at night and sleep late in the morning.  (See Night Owl) But of course I couldn’t indulge those preferences during all my years working at a school,  especially the semesters I was on early session and had to punch a time clock at the ungodly hour…
Read More

The Bay Bridge by
100
(165 Stories)

/ Stories

Crossing the bottleneck of a bridge required maneuvering through a tangle of feeder lanes, timing the rush hour, and most of all having good traffic karma.
Read More

The Tyranny of Rush Hour by
50
(92 Stories)

/ Stories

      Rush hour is a daily ordeal, a gauntlet thrown down by urban existence. It is a time when the open road, a symbol of freedom, transforms into a congested, serpentine nightmare. The once-fluid asphalt becomes a parking lot in motion, a claustrophobic ballet of honking horns and overly impatient drivers. Beyond the…
Read More

Rolling Stoned at the Garden by
200
(346 Stories)

/ Stories

Rolling Stoned at the Garden I’ve told you about my dalliance in a New York coffee shop with Paul McCartney (See My Favorite Beatle),  so now let me tell you about my night at the Garden with the Rolling Stones. Our friends Mary and Frank own a deli and bakery on Mott Street that supplies…
Read More
<< Older stories Newer stories >>