ArchiveJuly 2026

As we were leaving the memorial service for my friend Bruce Thomas, his son Sam handed me an envelope. “We found this file in Bruce’s drawer. It had your name on it. We thought you’d like to have it.” The contents proved to be a real gift, which I’ll tell you about shortly after I explain what a gift Bruce himself was. The memorial service revealed a number of things about Bruce’s life that were...

We returned from our two weeks in New Hampshire on Wednesday – on my birthday, no less. Thanks to those who sent birthday wishes. Since our return, we’ve been basking in the visit of daughter Elana and granddaughter Dalia, who were here to celebrate with us and, secondarily of course, to attend a Noah Kahan concert. They left this morning, so there’s finally a moment to confront my self...