Family, Friends & Remembrances
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Thanksgiving – a great American tradition
Thanksgiving is, without a doubt, my favorite holiday of the year. It has all of the elements that I find most desirable – a time to gather with family and extended family, lots of good food and fun. Most importantly from my standpoint, it has not been commercialized the way Christmas has in much of the West with the focus being on gift-giving and shopping. In the case of Thanksgiving the only shopping that one does is buying groceries for the dinner. Wikipedia says: “Thanksgiving Day is a harvest festival celebrated primarily in Canada and the United States. Traditionally, it is a time to give thanks for the harvest and…
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A dog is a man’s best friend but……..
Max is our 2 1/2 year old German Shepherd dog – we have had him since he was a puppy. We also have Kaya – another GSD. Kaya belongs to Richard & Saira but we have been taking care of her since May when we returned from our sojourn in India & Asia. We have, what Saira describes as, a “joint custody arrangement” since for about four months of the year Max & Kaya reside with them while we are out of the country and when we return to the US, we assume “custody” unless we are out of town town. We try and keep them together because we feel…
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All in the family
My younger daughter, Neeta, moved from California to Northern Virginia a few days ago. So I now have my three children and two grand-children within a few miles of where I live. I also have my brother, Peter, and his family in close vicinity. So I have an abundance of family physically close to me! It is the dream of most parents – and especially Indian parents – to have their children living close to them though it is an aspiration that is rarely realized given the demands and exigencies of life today. I recall reading an internet posting of a former colleague of mine who hailed from England and…
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“Singer’s Nodules”, Deafness, Silence & Bliss
It has been a while since I updated this blog – attributable to laziness and procrastination. The catalyst for starting again was a thought-provoking email I received from my older brother, George, who is 70 years and was recently diagnosed with “vocal nodules” – also called “singer’s nodules” or “screamer’s nodules”. George is not much of a “screamer” and his singing is, for the most part, limited to a bawdy song about Cleopatra. It is more likely the result of excessive talking having taken its toll as he makes presentations to audiences around the world on the subject of multi-cultural mathematics. Apparently the remedy for this particular ailment is to…