Looking Back Looking Ahead

Oh my.

From my journal at The Peddie School in 1969. Nothing else to add. But I will. Sadly (or not) the streak ended early. My inability to read, to focus on the printed page, to pay attention, or simply to retain – all of this became what’s next. And it’s been this way for as long as I can remember. So long, that I can’t even name the five titles mentioned on this page in my spiral notebook. Ya. I was 15 at the time. Other pages turn. But they’re not in books.

All This By Hand
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