A month ago, I resigned from the job that brought me out to the Bay Area.
It’s OK, I started a new one this week, closer to the City.
It was a right decision. It was the time to leave. It was past the time. Continue reading “In Between”
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The Bright Stars
A note from July.
Last week, one of the inspiring toastmasters in our club announced that he would be moving on to other opportunities. This Monday morning, I’ve learned that one of the bright stars that shot through my early adulthood fell Continue reading “The Bright Stars”
Flying into a Headwind, Being Change, a Saturday
I tried a new bike path a couple of Saturdays ago, South to Glen Canyon, to Portola Drive, and then Vicente Street straight to the ocean. Great Highway up to Land’s End, 48th, to Anza, to 43rd, to the Park, and then the usual.
As I set off, Continue reading “Flying into a Headwind, Being Change, a Saturday”
Nola
Last night, on my way to a milonga, I received a message from Kathy:
“I don’t know if you saw the post by <so and so> that Nola passed away this morning. We don’t know details but I know you were good friends and you were her mentor.”
I didn’t know that. I knew that Nola was retired, so she must have been older than she appeared and lived, but no, I didn’t see that, didn’t see that coming. She was 67.
Years ago Nola worked as a math teacher somewhere on the East Coast. Continue reading “Nola”
Love letters understated 