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I watched a lot of cartoons as a young person. Like, a lot. In New York City, where I grew up, we rejoiced in the–at the time–enormous selection of 7 TV channels (including the educational channel), and by 5 o’clock … Continue reading
Madeleine E. Robins
I had meant to write more about Ireland and Dublin (as if you haven’t already heard enough, but I’m still processing), but I was going through my trip photos and stopped at this one, taken through the window of my … Continue reading
Mad: In the end, due to the Great Rental Car Hassle, we wound up with an automatic-transmission car. We could have kept driving manual, but honestly, driving on the left side and in fitfully pouring rain, driving stick would have … Continue reading
Two of your BVC members are, once again, participating in GISHWHES* this year. If you don’t know, GISH is a world-wide internet-based scavenger hunt for which I, in the past, have made a superhero outfit for my dog, made Laura … Continue reading
Disclaimer: I am not a professional in psychiatry, and my information is several decades old. That being said… Long ago and far away, I did editorial work for a psychiatrist whose specialty was early childhood depression. Given that my degree … Continue reading
There ain’t, I am reliably informed, no accounting for taste. But from time to time I come across something that I have heard lauded for years and years, and my reaction when I finally get to it is… eh. Or … Continue reading
My parents bought the Barn in 1958. I know this for a number of reasons–mostly documentation I have from when it was transferred (along with a voluminous paper trail) to me in the 1990s. But I have one memento where … Continue reading
As best I can figure it, my parents bought the Barn when I was not-quite 5. What they bought was a sturdy, shabby Victorian farmhouse, a double barn (two barns built together, one old enough to have pegged joints, the … Continue reading
My mother developed glaucoma in her early 40s (discovered when my brother sat on her glasses, necessitating an eye exam) and, because it was discovered early, the worst that accrued to her was daily eyedrops–in fact, her eyesight improved somewhat. … Continue reading
I almost missed this fortnight’s blog… for the best reason. I spent the weekend in Sarasota, Florida, watching my younger daughter get her BA in Sociology. It was pretty swell. When your campus fronts on the bay, you hold your … Continue reading