My posts to date, with brief comments and category classification. (Links will be added ASAP; for now, you can locate using the calendar grid.)
And, if you haven’t seen them already, please visit – my welcome page, and my “guide” to my explorations and categories, as well as a collection of personal photos.
| Date | Title | Comment |
|---|---|---|
| 1/4/22 | Creating a very good year | New year – new priorities in life? |
| 12/20/21 | The Chairman of the Board, and Melodies that linger | My Mom had a life long love for Sinatra – the man and the music |
| 12/12/21 | The island of misfit holiday newsletters | What can I find to say that has meaning to the people I want to somehow touch? |
| 12/5/21 | A leather bar in Liberty’s shadow | While visiting Independence Hall, I stop at a different kind of historical site |
| 11/28/21 | Looking for Lorenzo | My great great grandfather remains shrouded in the fog of time |
| 11/20/21 | Where gratitude leads us | Thanksgiving as a way of life |
| 11/13/21 | The pause that refreshes | Changes to the website, and a new focus for the future |
| 9/21/21 | The days grow short when you reach September | Approaching two years of blogging – discoveries and new focuses |
| 8/2/21 | Finding my fit part three | Working out our invisible muscles |
| 7/26/21 | Finding my fit – part two | Keys to a new definition of success |
| 7/11/21 | Finding my fit – part one | Reaching for a dream |
| 7/1/21 | Seeking directions | New beginnings do not happen just once |
| 4/20/21 | Small mercies, great grace, and choices | At last … I get my COVID vax, through a stranger’s kindness |
| 4/11/21 | Look, up in the sky | A birthday visit to Muir Woods, at last |
| 3/7/21 | Today’s tale of two cities | A tour of the Russian Hill district of SF |
| 2/19/21 | An art mystery, a heart’s history | Solving the questions behind my great aunt’s old painting |
| 1/27/21 | Root Removal and garden renewal | Spring – moving on from the old, and nurturing the new |
| 12/24/20 | Two strangers, two Christmases | Comparing the hopes of Bob Cratchit and George Bailey |
| `12/12/20 | No Thanks – but thanks | Thanksgiving 2020 – renewing gratitude through faith |
| 11/19/21 | Somebody’s watching us | My experience with a political survey |
| 10/24/20 | The Castro in the shadows | A COVID scroll in the SF gayborhood |
| 10/18/20 | Beyond the stars on a magic carpet | Film – the unique art form of dreams and imagination |
| 10/10/20 | Six months, 25 posts and the future | Covid exposure, and finding renewal to move ahead |
| 10/04/20 | Talk to the chair | Forgiveness – and my father’s alchoholism |
| 09/27/20 | Where you go, there you – are? | Redefining what has meaning on our ongoing journey |
| 09/18/20 | An unexpected eclipse, a missing Key | The “orange day” and the fragility of what we treasure |
| 09/13/20 | Dirty Clothes, dairies and Howl – Oh my | SF’s Cow Hollow – my walking tour of the past and present |
| 09/05/20 | You’ve (still) got a friend in me | Treasuring my friends close and far, six months into COVID |
| 08/23/20 | An Attorney asks a question | My discoveries and lessons on a dig and visit in Israel |
| 08/16/20 | Beyond Measure | Measuring up isn’t always the goal |
| 08/09/20 | A Nut Tree grew in Cow town | Vacaville – Cow Town – history and the passage of time |
| 08/02/20 | Grandpa and Grandma Neighbor | A tribute, and the lessons of a caring community |
| 07/26/20 | Spiritus Sanctus in a leather jacket | “Coming out” never ends – some moments from my journey |
| 07/19/20 | Do we simply “choose to forget”? | I come to understand that remembering leads to new hopes |
| 07/11/20 | You must remember this .. in 2040 | I write back to the future about Covid’s lessons and hopes |
| 07/05/20 | I got a letter – from the future? | 100 days into Covid, I receive a mysterious message of hope |
| 06/12/20 | Quiet words of hope to a stranger | Encouraging words to a teenager I never met, but “knew”. |
| 06/07/20 | Are you going to San Fantasia? | Visit the whimsical world of SF Artist Albert Tolf, Jr. |
| 06/01/20 | Tattered pages, echoes of faith | How those who came before me left signposts to follow |
| 05/23/20 | Sometimes I cry when I see the boys | Coming to understand my father through his letters |
| 05/16/20 | Clark Kent has left the building | Letting go of pretense by revealing a secret identity |
| 05/03/20 | The can without a label | Finding new hope with the Gay Men’s Chorus of Los Angeles |
| 04/21/20 | Scraps and fragments | Fragments of my mother’s past |
| 04/19/20 | Forgetting what was not | How Covid changed our dreams and hopes |
| 4/12/20 | Walking in the darkness | The difference between knowledge and wisdom |
| 4/09/20 | Welcome to – and from – the new NormL | My first post, six months after I decided to blog – thank you COVID |
The New NormL 