THE SOCK HOP REDEMPTION!

Sixth grade is a time of transformation. For me it was a year from hell that ended on a note of redemption! It began the summer before 6th grade would start. Mark Cristol, wanted me to hang out with him. I do not recall the reason why I could not go out that day. But, Read more about THE SOCK HOP REDEMPTION![…]

RED PEN’S GOALS FOR 2018.

I am not one to make resolutions for the New Year. I have always found that resolutions are weak, short sighted assertions that reach only a modicum of the hidden potential inside us all. I believe in setting goals. Not just hopes and dreams but specific, measurable, attainable, reasonable, and timely sets of actions that Read more about RED PEN’S GOALS FOR 2018.[…]

THOSE WHO HAVE EARS…SHOULD NOT ALWAYS HEAR.

One of the things I admire the most about the playwright, David Mamet, is his use of dialogue. He is a master at capturing the colloquial colors of everyday conversation and speech. He accomplished this by eavesdropping and transcribing actual dialogue he heard in bars, coffee shops, and other public places. He would write the Read more about THOSE WHO HAVE EARS…SHOULD NOT ALWAYS HEAR.[…]

SED EGO GRATIAS DEO (YET, I AM THANKFUL)

I have arrived, rumbling, bumbling, and stumbling into a much deserved week long retreat! I now get a chance to catch my breath. Bob Segar once sang about “moving eight miles a minute for months at time,” and he described it right. Labor Day through Thanksgiving break for a teacher is reminiscent of Sherman’s March Read more about SED EGO GRATIAS DEO (YET, I AM THANKFUL)[…]