Suprise Me

Being a somewhat sickly kid, I had been out with the flu the day my class took the Iowa Achievement Test in 4th grade, so on February 20, 1962, along with all the others from my Detroit elementary school who had missed that test, I sat in the small, upstairs art room all afternoon taking… Read More

  Alright settle down there, Retros. Yes, let us talk about the television, the telly, the boob tube. Now, before you all start clutching your pearls and wailing about the “vast wasteland” that is television, à la Newton Minow, hear me out. Because amongst the endless parade of reality trash and brain-rotting sitcoms, there were… Read More

New Jersey has a bit of a reputation problem. Read More

I established two rules for myself. First, never take a part-way ride that dropped me off at a low traffic turnpike exit and second, never accept the ride if there was a bloody hatchet on the front seat. Otherwise, I was in. After all, I was young and invincible. Read More

Everything will be okay. Learning from the young and sharing what we know. Read More

Don't you hate the state of late? Read More

In 1971, I was living in Berkeley, California. I attended classes on campus and also worked there as I put myself through school at UC Berkeley. I lived in a house with three roommates, a large tank of tropical fish, my two cats, and an Old English sheepdog. My boyfriend spent his freshman year away,… Read More

Inequality and the role of stereotypes Read More

The café on route 66 on the corner of Campus and Foothill in Upland CA was called Martinez, not Martinez’s, just Martinez. Most locals called it THE LONG BAR. My wife and I had been married for a short time and met her mom and pop there for dinner. I was, and still am unfortunately, a stone… Read More

Growing up, I was taught that the proper reply to being thanked was, “You’re welcome.” Read More