In Memory of Glenn Kramar

(November 21, 1925-January 19, 1999)
This is a translation of a poem written by Pedro Tamayo of Tungual, Peru, and published in the magazine, La Voz Eterna, July-August 2002.
Like a bird that spreads his wings from his nest
and soars in lonely spaces
so he came to distant and dangerous places.
On rustic slopes and steep [...]

Life seems so short…

Life seems so short,
…especially when I try to keep it all.  I’ve been thinking about my bent (proclivity, habit, proneness, desire) to hang on to old memories and abilities while living in the present.  The one I was thinking about today, of all things, was doing math.  Joyce wrote that she has wished she had [...]

Computer Memories

My gradual awareness record:
December 17, 1983 – We stayed overnight with Ray and Marilyn Davis in Grapevine after John and Connie’s wedding, so that we could get to the airport ahead of the snowstorm.
Ray kept disappearing into his bedroom, where he had a computer that had captivated his attention.  I wondered how something could be [...]

A fading memory

They say that olfactory memories are some of the strongest.  I have one that is about gone.  It reminds me of a culturally uninformed purchase in a suburb of London.  I was in a store with my daughter-in-law and while she was making a planned purchase I browsed through the store.  The offerings seemed to be [...]