These are the jottings of a Taurean optimist. I’ve enjoyed my life so far, and since I was born in 1936, I’ve been around for quite a while. I’ve learned plenty, but remain on a steep learning curve. Well, if I don’t stay on it, I might fall off, and who knows where that might lead?
Deciding to get started on this website has been more like vertical take-off, but not of the astronaut variety. I’ve always loved reading and writing. Writing has been my passion since penning my first letter to my father sometime during World War II. My father was so proud he carried the letter in his wallet for the rest of his life; I found it there after his death. He was eighty-five, and the paper was fragile, but it remains a precious memento of a special parent.
Every evening before bed-time, my father read to me. The readings are inexorably tied in with the smell of his waistcoat. From my mother I learned to love poetry. She used to make me learn yards of it by heart, and then stand and recite it in front of her. Perhaps that’s where I learned to love talking to audiences.