I survived another birthday yesterday. I have always thought it would be supremely ironic to die on my birthday. Shakespeare did. April 23rds, 52 years apart. Little did I know, however, that a phenomenon known as the “birthday effect” exists. I found out because I googled “people who died on their birthdays.” Statistically, people are… Continue reading Happy Birth and Deathday
Month: November 2017
Write Again
After mid-October, when I attended a Push to Publish, I put aside writing for a while. It took time to get over the shock of not being immediately offered a six-figure publishing contract, a movie deal, and a Pulitzer Prize. My novel, Internal Lockdown, garnered rave reviews from my wife, my sister, and a friend, so… Continue reading Write Again
A 3-Year-Old View
Every Wednesday is Dom Day. At least for a semester. Once again this morning I picked up a three-year-old in Manayunk and drove him to daycare on the campus of Montgomery County Community College to help out my son and his girlfriend, as she completes her nursing coursework, and he goes to work. Wednesdays this… Continue reading A 3-Year-Old View
#34
I had a ticket to Roy Halladay’s no-hitter in the playoffs against the Reds in 2010. A stomach virus flattened me that morning, however, and I had to give the ticket away. I watched baseball history from the discomfort of my family room, a bucket next to me. But I didn’t miss a pitch. I’ve… Continue reading #34
Control
Control was the topic of a meeting–as in support group meeting–that I recently attended. All who deal with a loved one’s addiction eventually realize that they have zero control over the addict. The problem is some won’t admit it. It is one thing to intellectually accept the thoughts of the Serenity Prayer. It is quite… Continue reading Control
The Q-View 