The Home

The following is a true story. It happened in a clothing outlet, one mid-morning in early September. A mother and teenage daughter were waiting on line. The mother was fifty-ish, probably near, or in the throes of, her changes and looked like someone who paid close attention to her diet and exercised regularly. If she … More The Home

No, thank you

The other night, I watched as a TV food critic led cameras into the kitchen of a trendy new restaurant. His review of the meal had been rhapsodic, spread over an array of dishes, which he lustily devoured. And, I  thought, gee, I’d like to try that place. Then he went into the kitchen to … More No, thank you

Involvement

It wasn’t an unpleasant day. It wasn’t raining or snowing, extremely cold or hot; there was nothing that would make a short chat with a friend, or wait for a green light uncomfortable. Yet no one stopped. I suppose you could say that people had somewhere to be—work, school, appointments. People are busy. Yes, they … More Involvement