I read my 13 year old granddaughter’s poignant poem. It showed me the sadness of children losing their true selves. They cannot resist the world that imposes its expectations on them. They grow up with false selves. I liked Chloe’s poem and so did my wife. I asked her permission to post it in my […]
Here I am with Jenny in Bordeaux, France. It is 36C hot outside, but in my son’s home it is a comfortable 27C. The weather in France has been merciless. When we first landed in Bordeaux, the heat was like being inside an oven. I think it was 40C. The consolation was that it was […]
The past fortnight had been packed and poignant. My son Matthew and his family has flown for a work stint in Arizona. About a week later, my daughter, Elaine, flew back to Washington D.C. On both occasions, there was an unusual atmosphere because our goodbyes were short of fifteen minutes, at the drop off point […]