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My maternal grandfather, who died at eighty, gently resisted all attempts to move him out of his home as he aged.  He always said he wanted children coming to his door on Halloween, that he enjoyed talking to his younger neighbors about their jobs, and that the sound of the school bus reminded him daily of the importance of education. 

Tipping

Tipping

I do not know when I first became conscious of tipping, but the whole issue was brought suddenly to my attention in 1955 at a lunch at the King’s Arms Inn in Williamsburg when I was eleven. In order to give my grandmother a day off, we had gone there for a Thanksgiving lunch.

Ungolden Memories

Ungolden Memories

Some of the most golden memories of our youth can become somewhat tarnished when examined many years later.  One of the joys of my youth had been being read to by the adults in my life.  I was introduced to The Wind in the Willows, Sherlock Holmes adventures, Ben Hur, A.A. Milne, a biography of Mary, Queen of  Scots, and much, much more. 

Good Wars?

Right now, the world seems to be in the midst of wars.  Currently, there is the invasion of Ukraine by Russia and the Israeli/Hamas conflict.  In both struggles we are seeing homes and civilians, adults as well as children, killed.  The nightly news is devastating.   

It makes me think of the phrase, ‘the last good war,’ which is used to refer to World War II.  I would like to say here that there can be necessary wars, defensive wars, and political wars but there are no ‘good’ wars. 

Take a look at the two pictures beside this essay.  They are both of my father.  The first is his graduation picture from West Point where he placed third in his class.  The next is just one year later, taken when he had become captain of a B-29 flying over the Himalayan Mountains to bomb Japanese held China.  He is just short of his 23rd birthday and will be shot down over Manchuria in a few days. 

Look at this young man’s face and see what war does.  There are no ‘good’ wars.