Personal Notes
I grew up in California, initially in the greater Los Angeles area where I was a huge UCLA fan – which meant never being a USC fan. I then attended Stanford University for graduate school. Stanford, a 41-point underdog with a first-time starter at quarterback, just beat USC – on USC’s home field, ending USC’s…
The bloggers and commentators of Anchor Rising frequently debate many issues on this blog, issues which seem so interesting and important at the moment. And then you come across something like this story (available for a fee), A Beloved Professor Delivers The Lecture of a Lifetime, which puts everything else in perspective. Here are excerpts…
From this morning’s Mass, just because… The hymn, Amazing Grace: Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound) That sav’d a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. ’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears reliev’d; How precious did that grace appear,…
I spent nearly the first 20 years of my professional life attending Stanford Business School and working in Silicon Valley. Like many other young people in the formative years of their professional lives, I observed others who had attributes worthy of emulation, who provided examples of potential role models for the future. Many years ago,…
Last night was special. As I sat working in the family room, I had the Red Sox game on in the background. Clay Buchholz, a rookie pitcher making just his second major league start, was steadily getting outs. Suddenly the game began to demand more attention – at least in the top half of each…
Upon hearing that Mattel was recalling several toys made in China, including the much-beloved Polly Pockets that can be found living throughout my house, my wife decided to explain the situation to my inquisitive daughters. (Incidentally, they had already noted before that a lot of toys were made in China). Anyway, my wife explained that…
It is common for most of us to experience periodic painful events over the course of our lives. I am going through such a time in my life, an unfortunate and deeply sad life event which I never expected to experience. Like many unexpected and unhappy developments, it is often difficult to maintain perspective when…
In my haste to get up this morning’s post before my foreman arrived on the jobsite, I messed up Mr. Cort’s first name, and it occurred to me that it might be prudent to let it be known upfront, before I begin meeting more people from around Rhode Island, that I’m horrible with names. If…
As the resident maritimer (KP, ’91), I’d be remiss if I didn’t take note that today is National Maritime Day. Besides, one would think that denizens of the Ocean State would be at least mildly interested. (Though the idea of the sea as anything other than an avenue for pleasure craft or something to “keep…
Ann Althouse discusses a New York Times article entitled Putting the Skinned Knees Back Into Playtime in which a popular recent book, The Dangerous Book for Boys, is mentioned. David Elkind writes these words in the Introduction to his new book, Power of Play: How Spontaneous, Imaginative Activities Lead to Happier, Healthier Children: Children’s play…
