In my mid-forties, one of my duties as the head of a local teachers union was to attend a national convention in Florida.   My mother, in her sixties at the time, and, always eager to travel, suggested we take this opportunity to make a cross-country motor trip together. Though diff

“O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”*  My former student from South Africa is coming to visit.  Having stood fixedly before my computer, pouring out nonsense or no-sense 5 days a week for the last 7-and-a- quarter years, I’m going to take a holiday.  I shall be absent from my p

Not long ago, I wrote a blog ruminating on why young women no longer heed the call for equality. (Blog 2/16/16)  A day later, I received an interesting response from a reader.  What politically active young women focus on today, she wrote, isn’t about women’s equality but about

“Anybody seen in a bus over the age of thirty has been a failure in life.” So concludes a former duchess of Westminster, Loelia Lindsay, who extolled walking. She is quoted in an article about the virtue of being on foot by Mark Kingwell. (“Talking The Walk,” Harper’s June 2