That’s what we were singing and dancing to in 1948, you will be amazed to know. It occurs to me that that year may have represented the apogee of American ascendancy on the world scene, which also may mean that we have generally been going downhill for the last 61 years. Anyone want to argue [...]
In 2005 I met a delightful gentlemen, nameless at that time, whom I called the Broom Man. I usually encountered him in front of his bungalow with a broom, sweeping the debris off of his walks and out of his street gutters. I would wave, and he would hold out his broom and ask me [...]
I don’t know either, but for a grisly perspective click on the image to the left.
OK, have you digested that? (Maybe ‘digest’ was a poor choice of words.) As son Larry would say, Edward R. Tufte would love that graphic. (Tufte wrote two classic books entitled, “The Visual Display of Quantitative Information” and “Envisioning Information.”
But [...]
Election 2008 will doubtless be plumbed and picked at by historians for many years to come. Most of what we are reading about the election today, and will be reading for many months to come, is emotional, off-the-cuff stuff based on the writer’s political presuppositions.
The Orlop (my alter ego and memoir) is expecting me [...]
With apologies to Jerome K. Jerome for cribbing his title (by the way, if you haven’t read this funny little book, you should) , three septuagenarian Ayers brothers met at Monarch Cove, Lake of the Ozarks, for four days of relaxation, conversation, and fishing, in order of importance.
Gathered here on the deck of [...]
I wonder why I liked “Caring for Your Introvert?” Thanks to Michael Kruse who thanked Wendy Bailey for finding this article. My name is Dave, and I am an introvert.
Son and first-time grandfather Larry posted this. There is nothing I can add.
Riverside Rambles: Larry Ayers’ Weblog » Five Generations
Dave, looking forward to Thanksgiving dinner.
It would be worth the cost of a trip to England just for the fun of trying to “have the Internet.” It wouldn’t offend me at all to be refused service. I would love to talk to that young clerk. What a hoot it would be! I’d come away with enough material for a year [...]
I keep my eye open for unique businesses that thrive when most would say that they can’t. A few years ago, my love of classical music (which balances out my love for Country music) led me to The Classical Station in Wake Forest, NC. The General Manager is Deborah S. Proctor, and she often talks [...]
You remember a post about a year ago about the broom man? Since I walk past his front door often, and when the weather is good he is sometimes out sweeping his curb gutters, we always wave and he always holds out his broom and asks me to sweep for a while.
A few days ago, [...]
