Retrospect – My Caucasian Response To Affirmative Action By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 Now, let me tell you, back in my day, the world was… simpler. Or at least, that’s what we told ourselves. You see, I was born in ’50s, which meant the ’60s hit me like a double shot… Read More

Do we still make beautiful things? Can something be both utilitarian and a masterpiece? Is it possible for functionality and aesthetic beauty to coexist in perfect harmony? While walking the streets of Barcelona I can’t help but be intrigued by the idea of why utility and artistic expression converged. A journey through the older streets… Read More

  Retrospect – The UU and Me By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 My journey to the Unitarian Universalist church wasn’t exactly a pilgrimage. More like a reluctant trudge, propelled by equal parts metaphysical dread and my mother’s nagging. She always said I needed “spiritual enrichment,” a phrase that conjured images of beige casseroles… Read More

in a lowered voice, Kyle said, “we don’t do that thing anymore.” “What thing?” I asked. “You know,” Devon jumped in. “That thing we was drawing on the ground with our fingers.” Read More

  Retrospect: The Boomer Intervention By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 Preface: In the quaint town of Nostalgia Falls, where rotary phones still mysteriously worked and ‘kids these days’ were a constant source of bewilderment, a rebellion was brewing. Three fed-up offspring, fueled by caffeine and a desperate need for peace and quiet, hatched… Read More

Retrospect – A Tale Of Five Cities By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 In the lush, green hills of Connemara, Ireland, My father’s mother Mary was born into a world where myths and reality intertwined. Her heart was filled with the ancient stories of her ancestors, and she spent her days immersed in the… Read More

    Retrospect – Family Roots By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 Preface Nestled in the heart of Galway, Ireland was the village of Ballyroot – a place where time meandered as lazily as the sheep that dotted its rolling hills. Tradition held a firm grip on the hearts of its inhabitants, and the… Read More

“A writer will find inspiration anywhere. You just have to look and see it, that’s all. Then write about it.” It was 50-years ago when we first visited Barcelona. With backpacks and a few Pesetas we fell in love with the place. The city seemed to be a cheaper, seedier, more exciting scene back then,… Read More

The Ghost From The Cornfield How I Stopped Smoking By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 The flickering TV screen illuminated the dimly lit living room. I was mesmerized, watching Shoeless Joe Jackson in Field Of Dreams glide across the makeshift baseball diamond, the cornstalks swaying gently in the summer breeze. Then, it happened. Another… Read More

“We'll go down in history as the first society that wouldn't save itself because it wasn't cost-effective." — Kurt Vonnegut Read More