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That’s Some Ancient Beer
It’s strange to imagine ancient Egyptians engaged in factory work.
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The Dancing Man
I gave him that name because of what happened next.
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Pennies in the Parking Lot
A friend and coworker told me a delightful story the other day. When he has spare change he drops it in parking lots. Why? Because when one of his daughters was young, he noticed that she had inherited his extreme ability to quickly spot when things were out of place. This ability meant they both…
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Traditions
Despite the overwhelming weight of traditions as described in Fiddler on the Roof, I’ve always admired people who have them. Whether they be national or religious or cultural or simply family traditions, these customs help to bind each of us to a greater whole. Coming from a fairly nomadic and rootless family, I don’t have…
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Transplanting your Roots
I have always envied people with familial roots–People who have lived in the same house or farm or town for generations, people with relatives right down the street, people with family plots in the local graveyard. Roots imply stability and history and solid foundations that the rest of us, of a more nomadic bent, simply…