Three Things People Should Know About Me–
Turning 70-A Question of Balance
Just about five years ago, I wrote this ditty. In retrospect, I wouldn't change much but I've now added 60 more months to the odometer, 60 more months of ups, 60 more months of intermittent downs, 60 more months of retrospection. Let's just say I've expanded my inquiry. As in the minds of those with... Continue Reading →
That’s Not Me!
No, that’s not me. It can't be me. It may use to be me. But that’s not me. Well, it might be me, at least a more contemporary me. After all, memory loss, convenient or otherwise, may reconfigure notions of what was me. A wishful reworked plethora of alternative facts. But really, cognitive biases and all,... Continue Reading →
When I Wore a Tie
(The CV of Then) For nearly 40 years, including my pre-public service career, it was a part of the uniform, a tie with a single Windsor knot. Usually blended with an Oxford pinpoint, the combination served as a subtle offset to one of the Hickey Freeman's hanging in the closet. Mixing and matching was a... Continue Reading →