My father’s feelings about the general in overall command of the European theater in which he fought in World War II were best expressed in the names of the rabbits…
Thanks to Michael Kanter, Chief Visionary Officer at Cambridge Naturals in Cambridge, Mass., for passing on the lyrics to a great song by Cheryl Wheeler. This fine singer-songwriter in 1999 asked and answered the…
It’s the time of year for predictions and, better yet, reviews of predictions past. The fun, of course, is in the schadenfreude, enjoying the embarrassment of pompous pundits preferably not…
Note: My father, Gordon T. Kinder, died a year ago today. In his memory, I am publishing three pieces in this blog. The first is a lightly edited version of…
Some things about ‘working on the railroad/all the live long day’ haven’t changed much over the years. In the Spring of 1883, a Philadelphia baseball team entirely composed of one-armed men took…
A few weeks ago, I wrote on The Foreclosure Flood. I was responding to a National Review editorial that criticized the system of recording land transfers and mortgage interests. I…
In high school, we went to Evening Prayer six nights a week. The choir master had a knack for choosing hymns – we sang two or three each night –…
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