This is one of only two known complete productions of the original 48 page program commerating Woodstock, “Three Days of Peace and Music“. The event took place at Max Yasgur’s dairy farm in Bethel, New York from August 15 – 18, 1969. The Vietnam war was about to reach a tipping point. Thousands of programs were […]
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My Guitar
I have a piano keyboard, too. I learned to read music and play a few songs on the guitar. Some quite well. My real interest, however, was in chord progression and music theory. I was pretty good at that. But like many things, I didn’t possess the desire, or discipline, to sustain any sincere interest. […]
Paris
When Kathy and I emerged from the Saint-Michel Paris Metro our first glimpse of Paris was the funky Latin Quarter on the Left Bank and the posh Marais District on the Right. Notre-Dame was less than a quarter mile away, and we could see Place Saint-Michel and our apartment just across the Seine River less […]
Inverse Rule
I had decided that I wanted to spend some time in France. Six months. Perhaps, a year. I wanted to experience a new culture, new attitudes, new ways of thinking. I decided to learn something abut the language, even though I wasn’t sure if I would get there, or for how long. Many people want […]
The Power of “No”
While president of our University chapter of the Public Relations Student Society of America we wanted to send a member from our chapter to the International Conference that was scheduled that year in Tel Aviv, but we didn’t have any money, and we were running out of time. I decided to appeal our case at […]
A Stereotype
I spent the last year of high school working in my uncle’s family shoe store in a small California valley community. My Uncle Jack had two employees. While both were named Bill, any similarity ended there. The older Bill, I’ll refer to him as Bill senior, was a man in his fifties and […]
The Starbucks Story
I had gone into a local Starbucks one morning just before Christmas for a latte, and a welcome opportunity to work away from the office. This location is like most, with a comfortable seating arrangement including community tables that can accommodate up to eight people. I took a seat at the end of one of […]
Making Jelly
Heard just above the Hermitian Plains. You may have to listen carefully . . . “Hey, it’s Me.” “Have you got a second? . . .” “A minute? . . .” “Some time? . . .” “You know what I mean. . […]
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Kairos
KAIROS – “Reaching For The Brass Ring” Have you ever had the feeling of missed opportunity. That fleeting moment when the “brass ring” was within your grasp, but you just didn’t reach in time, or at all. The Greek word “chronos” means chronology, and refers to linear, or chronological time. Kairos, however, refers to the […]
Machiavelli
Niccolo Machiavelli is a name that emotes powerful responses, even from those who have never read a word of his writings. The expression “Machiavellian” has become a pejorative term associated with the dark and suspicious side of human nature. However, serious students of Machiavelli acknowledge that he was, in fact, a dedicated republician committed to […]
Quantum Tears
Ankara’s grief is but the blood of Zwet, and the mystic swirl of Becktic’s breast is well sweetened as Floral begins to weep amidst entangled orbits of the Hermitian Plains. They spin, collapse, drift, expel to sooth the cosmic storm’s refrain for reserve’s retreat to momentarily cleanse a timeless horizon with stateless grace;. /then Whether […]