Honesty – A Confession

Several days ago I posted “A Dispassionate Observer.” It prompted an excessively flattering comment from a beloved niece. I must correct her. There is nothing great about me except that I am, like she, a child of God. This is part of what I wrote.: “I”m an old man now, but I’m still naive, and […]

FACING THE WINDMILLS

As an emerging teenager in the eary 1940s, in no way was I perfect, and I did not consider myself to be so. However, I was a romantic idealist through and through. I read biographies of Robert E. Lee and Abraham Lincoln and was familiar with stories of Roland and Oliver, Sir Gallahad and Robert […]