My World’s Fair

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What I really wanted to be when I was growing up was a famous novelist – at least as famous as Jules Verne, and maybe even as good. Now I’m resigned to having once visited an event, probably as a seven- or eight-year-old, that was also visited by Kurt Vonnegut, who was then within a few years of becoming what I really wanted to become. Continue reading

Walking in the World

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Around the turn of the century (or the millennium, if you prefer), I began hiking in a semi-serious way, including overnights, on a part of the Appalachian Trail that rambles from eastern New York through Connecticut to southern Massachusetts. The walking itself was calming and invigorating and reminded me of all the walking I had done over many years in my hometown of New York City – because I often paid less attention to where I was going, and more to where I was stepping. Continue reading