Today's Youth
Posted on May 29, 2017

I usually seek to write blogs that are intended for everybody of all ages. This week, however, my primary audience is young folks. Students. Teens in middle high or high school, or young persons on college campuses. However, if you are not in any of those categories but (a) know someone who is or (b) feel particularly young at heart yourself, then I hope you’ll keep reading.

Daily Loving
Posted on May 22, 2017

There’s an old joke we’ve all heard... which apparently does not prevent me from telling it again. A man became ill. His physician examined him, ran a battery of tests, and then informed the man’s wife that he was physically healthy and sound. “It must be psychosomatic,” the physician said. “I’ll refer him to a psychiatrist.” The next day she accompanied her husband to that appointment and waited for him in the lobby. After about an hour, the psychiatrist came out, sat beside the wife, and said: “I need to talk to you privately before you take him home. Your husband is despondent. He feels that he is deprived of love. The cure is simple. In fact, it hardly requires anything at all. All he needs is a little love. Twice a week, he just needs a good, long hug and a warm kiss on the cheek.” The woman replied, “Well, Doc, if that’s all he needs, then I’ll bring him to you on Tuesdays and Thursdays!”

Ethics
Posted on May 15, 2017

Ducking into a confessional booth with a turkey in his arms, a man said to the priest, “Forgive me, father, for I have sinned. I stole this turkey. Would you take it and assuage my guilt?” “Absolutely not!,” replied the priest. “Please, father,” the man persisted, “I want to give this turkey to you.” “No,” the priest answered even more emphatically than before. “As penance, you must give the turkey back to the person from whom you stole it.” “I tried,” the man responded, “but he won’t take it.” “If that is the case,” the priest answered, “then it is all right for you to keep it and enjoy eating it.” Thanking the priest, the man hurried off. When confession was over, the priest walked back to his residence where he discovered that someone had stolen his Thanksgiving turkey.

Covering The Old Story
Posted on May 8, 2017

While doing some work at home on a recent Saturday morning, I had my radio tuned in to an oldies station. Being an “oldie” myself, it seemed appropriate. Anyway, the DJ played the song “On Broadway” by George Benson. It reminded me of the night when my wife and I joined two close friends to see the Drifters perform at the B.B. King Blues Club here in the city. When they began to sing that number (“On Broadway”), Page leaned over to me and said, “Listen. They’re doing a George Benson song.” I replied, “No. George Benson did a Drifters song.”

Dreams
Posted on May 1, 2017

What strange things dreams are... images that emerge and stories that are written somewhere deep in our psyches, that come out and roam unfettered like ghosts in the night. I awake each morning trying to recapture those images and remember those stories. I also awake each morning with a fresh song in my head. I spend half the day humming it. Today’s tune is “You Haven’t The Right” by the Catalinas from 1967. 1967! Often, like that, the songs with which I awake are tunes I haven’t heard in years, but they are stored in my subconscious, and at night they are allowed to sing.