6.27.2025 – farewell, friends, farewell

farewell, friends, farewell
I cannot tell you why; but
here I go, goodbye

Based on the poem:

Farewell, my friends, farewell and hail;
I’m off to seek the holy grail;
I cannot tell you why;
Remember, please when I am gone,
’twas aspiration led me on;
Tiddly-widdly-tootle-oo,
all I want is to stay with you,
But here I go, goodbye.

The poem, written by Clarence Day, was published in the New Yorker Magazine on Dec 12, 1934, along with an original drawing by Mr. Day.

Day was famous for his Life with Father stories about Turn of the 19th Century New York City.

They were so good that the editor of the New Yorker, Harold Ross, said if he had done nothing more than published Day’s stories, he would have been satisfied with the standing of his magazine.

It was the last bit of Clarence Day published in the New Yorker and Day died a year later.

Clarence Day was also famous for once commenting:

“The world of books is the most remarkable creation of man.

Nothing else that he builds ever lasts. Monuments fall, nations perish, civilizations grow old and die out; and, after an era of darkness, new races build others.

But in the world of books are volumes that have seen this happen again and again, and yet live on, still young, still as fresh as the day they were written, still telling men’s hearts of the hearts of men centuries dead.”

I turn to that today because of the news from Washington.

A feel like a piece of the jenga pile of things that made America, America was pulled out today and the whole thing is coming down.

Suffice it to say I have no words for how I feel because I have no words for how I feel.

I have asked myself often what will cause me to stop writing these writings and having no words may just be the push off the cliff.

I have no words left it seems.

I have questions.

I have questions like, how do people have so much hate inside themselves.

I have questions like, when does the Statue of Liberty come down?

Won’t that be a day to rival the book burnings in Berlin?

But as Mr. Day said, Monuments fall, nations perish, civilizations grow old and die out; and, after an era of darkness, new races build others.

I should not be surprised.

Liberty lasting wasn’t ever in the cards.

For today, we still have books.

The world of books where there are volumes that have seen this happen again and again, and yet live on, still young, still as fresh as the day they were written, still telling men’s hearts of the hearts of men centuries dead.

But they will come for the books next.

Safe money bets, they will come with masks on as they know its wrong and deep down, they will ashamed.

Not enough to stop them.

But enough that they will wear masks.

Shame.

6.26.2025 – a different man

a different man
altogether than one who
began the journey

In his 1st book, The Coming Fury, of his three book centennial history of the United States Civil War, Bruce Catton wrote about Abraham Lincoln and Robert E. Lee:

In a singular way, Lee began his journey more in the mood of Lincoln than in the mood of Davis. Davis had fewer doubts than either of the others.

He knew, broadly, what he was supposed to do, and he knew how to set about it, and he neither knew nor cared what it might cost him.

Lincoln and Lee took more doubts with them — doubts not only about the future but about the precise parts they themselves might have to play.

Each man would say things, in the early stages of this journey, that he would not have said later.

Each man would find the dimensions of the crisis enlarging as he came closer to it, his own probable role growing as the crisis grew; and each man would grow with the crisis itself, shaped by it but at the same time giving shape to it, becoming finally larger than life-size, a different man altogether than the one who began the journey.

The capacity to grow in office is a trait long discussed of American Presidents after leaving office.

Did they grow into the office or … did they fail?

Like so much of accepted historical practices, this question seems to have gone out the window.

What did it all matter if it came to this?

Being President of the United States used to mean something here at home and around the world.

The current administration has lowered the expectations of the office to the level of the Cook County Sheriff as described by Mike Royko in his biography, Boss, of Chicago Mayor Richard Daley when he wrote:

The Cook County Sheriff’s Department was a notorious money pot.

The sheriff’s police were supposed to patrol the roads and residential areas in the sizable unincorporated parts of the suburbs and were empowered to enter any town if local police weren’t doing their job.

They spent most of their time, however, shaking down motorists and making collections at suburban bars and brothels.

Since a sheriff couldn’t succeed himself, most of them got in, got it, and got out.

Few left without being the subject of scandal.

Catton would add of Lincoln and Lee, “Each man would find the dimensions of the crisis enlarging as he came closer to it, his own probable role growing as the crisis grew; and each man would grow with the crisis itself, shaped by it but at the same time giving shape to it, becoming finally larger than life-size, a different man altogether than the one who began the journey.”

The current man if office will also be different.

A lot richer for one thing.

He has got in.

He is getting it.

He will get out … someday.

Different?

Doubt it.

But how about us?

We certainly will be different than we were when we started this journey.

6.25.2025 – seen Sun emerge from

seen Sun emerge from
his amazing house and leave a
day at every door

Adapted from the poem When I have seen the Sun emerge, by Emily Dickenson written in 1864 and published in The Complete poems of Emily Dickinson. Edited by Thomas H. Johnson (Little, Brown and Company, Boston, 1960).

Sunrise over Skull Creek – Sun has emerged out of the Atlantic Ocean about 30 minutes earlier and just starting his day

When I have seen the Sun emerge

When I have seen the Sun emerge
From His amazing House —
And leave a Day at every Door
A Deed, in every place —

Without the incident of Fame
Or accident of Noise —
The Earth has seemed to me a Drum,
Pursued of little Boys

Recently I was driving over this bridge with this view with my daughter who was visiting along with her kids.

As she drove, she looked out the the window and then said to me …

“Do you ever get used to it being so beautiful here?”

I looked up from my hand held where I was checking something important like the current high tide or weather report or latest update on Michigan football.

I looked out the window at what I see every time I drive to work.

Well, I said …

6.24.2025 – he was a man of

he was a man of
integrity – feared God more
than most people do …

Adapted from the verse in the Bible in the book of Nehemiah, Chapter 7, Verse 2:

I put in charge of Jerusalem my brother Hanani, along with Hananiah the commander of the citadel, because he was a man of integrity and feared God more than most people do.

I opened up CHAT GTP and asked it … how do you measure integrity?

It replied:

Integrity is the quality of being honest and having strong moral principles that you consistently uphold, even when it’s difficult or when no one is watching. It’s about doing the right thing—not because of external pressure or the potential for reward, but because it’s aligned with your core values.

Key aspects of integrity include:

  • Honesty: Telling the truth and being transparent.
  • Consistency: Acting according to your principles in all situations.
  • Accountability: Taking responsibility for your actions, including mistakes.
  • Reliability: Being dependable and following through on commitments.

In short, integrity is the internal compass that guides ethical behavior.

To go the next step, Nehemiah put his brother Hanani in charge of Jerusalem because he was a man of integrity …

… and feared God more than most people do.

It’s about doing the right thing … not because of external pressure or the potential for reward, but because it’s aligned with your core values.

Somehow, I don’t know that Hanani would have found a place in the current administration.

Somehow I don’t know that Atticus Finch would have found a place in the current administration.

Somehow, I know, Robert. E. Lee “Bob” Ewell would have found a place in the current administration without having to fill out an application.

6.23.2025 – played carefully

played carefully
circumspectly … to be …
cracker of a day

Circumspectly: a careful, cautious, and watchful manner, considering all possible consequences before acting. It implies a degree of prudence and discretion, avoiding risks and potential dangers.

Listening to the BBC Coverage of the 1st Test Cricket Match (must be summer time) against India, I am again in awe of the vocabulary of the BBC presenters and commentators.

Jonathan Agnew, talking about England’s play said that the England team had played carefully …
circumspectly.

I will wait in vain for some one in America to say about any coach …. any team … played circumspectly.

Boy Howdy, but, as Michael Vaughn said, “that would be a cracker of day!”