Since last July, when the planned 50th reunion celebration for the Vicksburg High School class of 1970 got nixed because COVID, I’ve been setting up Zoom meetings for those classmates of mine with an e-mail address. Initially, I found only 60 or so of those out of our class of 169, but we’d had severalContinue reading “50 years”
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Aunt Dorie
How sad and hard it is to write about someone who’s been so important to you. I’ll have to say Aunt Dorie began for me as the baby daughter of Bill and Vera, my mom Marion the star to rise and snatch Dick, who would be my dad. Doris, as the less marriageable, was offContinue reading “Aunt Dorie”
These days
Any boomer music stream, like Spotify, will eventually roll around to play Jackson Browne’s “These days”, a song he wrote at age 16 and made a hit in 1973 from his second album, For Everyman. Greg Allman had a big hand in the song’s arrangements. Across the decades, it still weighs on the shoulders ofContinue reading “These days”
dying spies
‘Tis a sad time when the few remaining pommes from that peck of Northern spies you bought at the farmers’ market now rot in your fruit bowl. The daily apple to keep the doctor away never materialized, and a few great desserts used up most of ‘em. But there is one last mission to whichContinue reading “dying spies”
London Calling
It’s remarkable how fast things can happen on a whim. I get a regular nudge on my e-mail from BestClassicBands.com. Always entertaining stuff immersing me in the music of my boomer past. A recent offering of forgotten hits of the British Invasion included a hit by one young Jonathon King “Everyone’s gone to the moon”Continue reading “London Calling”
Recipes
That’s what I’ve been doing this 10th day of Christmas, feast of the Holy Name of Jesus. There’s the printed pages from Food and Wine that have to get into their sleeves in my ring binders and all those 3X 5 cards I’ve made of new and less legible recipes I’ve had to file. QuiteContinue reading “Recipes”
An ode to 2020
No doubt when the ball drops tonight in Times square, not a soul will shed a tear for the passing of 2020. The appropriate vitriol this tumultuous year has engendered is only poorly represented by a logo someone has come up of it. Dare I confess then, that 2020 has been a pretty good yearContinue reading “An ode to 2020”
Oxford
Buried in my old blogs is a post where I wax on about my career in Rheumatology https://wordpress.com/post/theviewfromharbal.com/470. Even though I haven’t seen a patient for over 2 years, I still write for and publish in the medical literature about the things that held my passion. Way back in May I submitted my 4,066 wordsContinue reading “Oxford”
dandy dozen
Merry Christmas to all my friends and whomever happens to stumble on this site! It’s morning as I write this. No presents yet, not even breakfast. Kathy and I sit by the fire, excerpts from the Messiah playing, sipping our orange-juice free mimosas. The nature of the crisis at hand hit me early. Kathy andContinue reading “dandy dozen”
