Tuesday, March 17, 2020
Yes, this posting is pessimistic, and for good reason. But that is only meant to apply to the short run until I figure out how to adjust my behavior and habits and acclimate them to what comes my way. In the long run, we will survive, maybe even thrive once again. But just as those who grew up during the Great Depression never abandoned the habits and attitudes they developed during those difficult years, so, too, those who live through this time period will never abandon the habits and attitudes we are about to develop. My hope is that they are somewhat better than they were before. Maybe this epoch should become known as the Great Awakening. I hope it does.
Frankly speaking, I am going to approach this just like I approach all my road trips, as a challenge: Plan, act, improve; plan, act, improve; plan, act, improve.
Friday, February 21, 2020
Wednesday, February 5, 2020
Paul Volcker.….For Paul Volcker's entire time at the Federal Reserve, my office was directly across from his From time to time, when I would take Montag, my first dog, to work with me on weekends, Paul's assistant, Catherine, would come over to take Montag into Paul's office so he could spend a few minutes with him. After he left the Fed, the few times I ran into Paul, the first thing he would always ask was about my dogs.
Sam Watson.... for more than a decade, on Saturdays and Sundays at Dean and Deluca in Washington, I would join Sam along with others to talk about anything that was on our minds. Sam, himself the proud owner of dogs, always showed special kindness to my dogs. Sam died in December, just nine months after another regular in that coffee group, the formidable attorney Jake Stein, himself a consummate dog lover, and the favorite fan of my road trips, died.
Zambie…I just learned of the recent death of Zambie, the 12-year old family-matriarch of the K family, friends of mine. I only met Zambie once, when she was just a pup, but what a beautiful pup she was. Zambie died nine months after she was struck with cancer. But just as I wrote in the Washington Post about Leben, Zambie is no dog to feel sorry for. Knowing the K family as I do, I am sure she was showered with all the love and attention any dog – perhaps person – could ever hope for. While it is still quite sad that she is no longer ruling over the K family, it is comforting to know that she had a good life, which every dog deserves.
Sadly, there may be more to come...