Originally published in The Chronotype. Time flies when you’re having fun, they say. Thirty years is a long time, but it’s flown by, so
Tag: love
Entering orbit #70, all systems go.
It’s my birthday today. Sixty-nine years ago, a 20-year-old woman gave birth to a boy in the U.S. Army hospital in Heidelberg, Germany. Out in
What would I tell my younger self?
I’ve recently discovered Substack–or maybe it’s SubStack–as I wondered where some of my regular favorite articles on the Art of Manliness had gone. It turned
The power of love.
There’s not much to do when you’re sitting in the chair at the dentist’s office except think of what’s coming and try not to be
A Strenuous Writer's Life 