Sixty-Five and Still Learning

OK, so this week I turned sixty-five. In my younger years, this age seemed so far away. At that time, sixty-five was a milestone that meant you could retire. It was the age of my grandparents or that cat person who lived down the block. These were the people for whom my parents said I needed to open the door or offer to […]Read Post ›

#2 – How Much is Life Worth?

In 1912, Paris found itself with a growing overpopulation of abandoned babies. One of the “foundling” hospitals of that city devised a way to find not only homes for those children, but also a way to raise money. They held a “Loterie de Bébés” or baby raffle. (No I did not misspell rattle!) Maybe there were […]Read Post ›