Month: January 2021

Jogging with a Telephone Pole

I am an inveterate jogger. Correction! I was an inveterate jogger until I had a knee and hip replacement. Now I walk. But I miss jogging. Question: How did I begin jogging? I trace the origins to a time almost 30 years ago when I watched joggers, soaked with the sweat of intensity, ascending the…

‘Tis Better to Give than Receive

I am a collector. Or, I should say, a hoarder. I trace this aspect of my personality to the noteworthy age of 14 when my parents suggested I throw away my stuffed purple panda that was missing one eye and one leg. Instead of throwing away the panda, I threw a temper tantrum. My parents…