Category Archives: Lessons

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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Steady Catcher

Posted on August 30, 2010 by sputterpub

When I was 8, the kids on the block made me their steady catcher. We lived on a dead end street named Leuce Place, about four houses from the bulb-shaped terminus. Because our street didn’t go anywhere few cars traveled … Continue reading →

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How to Be a Good Lover

Posted on August 26, 2010 by sputterpub

When I was 15 I had it figured out. It was all theoretical then, but not less true for that. I’d spent some time on the subject. I’d read what I could without humiliating myself (I considered the illustrations in … Continue reading →

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Brain Train

Posted on August 25, 2010 by sputterpub

When I was 13 I learned how quickly our brains can be trained. We were all required to take a class called Reading Communications, and the classroom contained a tool called a tachistoscope. “Tachis” is from the Greek, for speed, … Continue reading →

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Moot Question

Posted on August 24, 2010 by sputterpub

     When I was around 41, I asked my kids the question we haven’t yet answered. I think it was summertime, which made Danny 9 and Katie on the approach to 15. “Imagine you have a perfectly balanced coin,” I … Continue reading →

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