Category Archives: Lessons

Air

Posted on September 22, 2010 by sputterpub

When I was 5½, I had my first airplane ride. The carrier was TWA or Pan Am, and we crossed the continent. We lived in Glen Cove, NY at the time. That’s on Long Island. My mother’s family was still … Continue reading →

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Riding

Posted on September 21, 2010 by sputterpub

When I was around 11, my parents signed me up for horseback riding lessons. I don’t know whose idea it was, but I was eager for them. My brother Steve was enrolled too, with or shortly after me, but he … Continue reading →

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Writing on the Wall

Posted on September 16, 2010 by sputterpub

   When I was 16, I got permission to write on the walls of my bedroom. The room’s closet and the adjoining bathroom created about four feet of entry hall that begged for decoration. After I made a short argument for … Continue reading →

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Day Camp

Posted on September 14, 2010 by sputterpub

     When I was 8, I went to day camp. I know I was 8 because we were singing “Purple People Eater,” and I just looked that up and learned that it was released in 1958. I don’t remember much … Continue reading →

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Precious

Posted on September 13, 2010 by sputterpub

     When I was 5 or 6, my parents enrolled me in an acting class. I think it was a summer community program. I know there were two skill levels and diversity within those. The older kids performed “Peter & … Continue reading →

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Counsel

Posted on September 9, 2010 by sputterpub

When I was 15 my mother began referring to me as Dear Abby. It was the spring of my sophomore year in high school. Our house in Chula Vista was just half a block from Hilltop High, and maybe that’s … Continue reading →

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Activism

Posted on September 8, 2010 by sputterpub

     When I was 17 I experienced my first disappointment about activism. I was a senior at Redwood High in Marin County. Rumor then had it that our building was designed by the San Quentin architect (impossible). But the school … Continue reading →

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Bob Vision

Posted on September 7, 2010 by sputterpub

     When I was around 40, I noticed the misconceptions that specialty can produce. I had acquired some medical clients who were putting together one of the first infertility clinics. The group consisted of two OB/Gyns, two urologists, and some … Continue reading →

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Yellow

Posted on September 2, 2010 by sputterpub

When I was 10 or 11, I was a coward. It was a one-event wuss but I’ll never forget it. I was in sixth grade at the time. One of my classmates was a trashy girl named Edie May. There … Continue reading →

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Teacher Teacher

Posted on September 1, 2010 by sputterpub

When I was 7 years old I had my first good teacher, and when I was 9 I met Mr. Borup. There were a few remarkable instructors in junior and senior high, too, but in elementary school the teacher has … Continue reading →

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