Hence, the Crossing Point

| This is the 185th story of Our Life Logs | I was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania in the late 1950s. My parents were very alert people, writers who valued the fundamental rights of humans. The arts took the place of religion in our family, as striking as that may sound. My three older siblings and I were taught through dance, visual arts, the written word, … Continue reading Hence, the Crossing Point

After the Breakdown

| This is the 153rd story of Our Life Logs | I grew up in the 1960s, spending most of my childhood in the rugged, industrial city of Dayton, located in western Ohio. Though the city was tinged with gang violence, I roamed the neighborhoods without fear; a free-spirited soul I was. After playing outside for hours, I always came home to a loving family, … Continue reading After the Breakdown

Seeing Beyond the Music

| This is the 118th story of Our Life Logs | I was born the oldest of eight children in a very musical, Catholic family in southern Minnesota. My parents cared deeply about our education, and we were all home schooled. They were highly skilled musicians, but unfortunately, our family was very poor because neither of my parents made much at their teaching careers. My … Continue reading Seeing Beyond the Music