Some good ideas I’ve learned over time. I mean decades and decades of time. If I had been a quicker, brighter student, I might have succeeded earlier in my professional career and not struggled as much in my personal life. Here is one of my personal secrets (which the …
A good friend of mine from high school shared the story behind Robert Frost’s famous poem “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.” Frost had been working on another poem all night that hadn’t panned out. At sunrise, invigorated by his efforts, his most famous poem came to him …
My guess is, I spend more time looking for my phone than using it. It probably saves me some bucks but adds to my frequent frustration. Where might my phone be? What pair of pants did I have on last night? Was I wearing a jacket? I’ll bet it fell out of my pocket when I …
After writing over 400 blog posts on aging, I thought it was time for me to explore why I write a blog in the first place. It often takes me time and is accompanied by some angst. Other bloggers may be naturals. I am not. It’s not that the ideas do not flow. My head …
Aging provides many opportunities. One is improving my ability to forgive. I’ve discovered that hanging onto the hurts of my past causes me nothing but pain. I looked back on a few of the biggies that have eaten up precious days of my life. It made me recognize my feelings …
Okay, we have the same first name: Don. A former friend of mine yelled at me that I was a poor excuse for a modern Don Quixote. Many years ago, I attempted to tell Leroy that Carson City was the perfect spot for a Wild West theme park for kids, similar to a miniature …
Still in my 20s, I had the opportunity to spend time with Carl Rogers. I was working at a small, experimental college at Lake Tahoe in the 1970s. Rogers and his wife visited on several weekends and shared his vision about life. Back in the 1940s, Rogers had developed …
My friend and mentor Frank Tate told me that as he aged, he often barely slept at night. When this happened, he would put his head back on the pillow and think of all the fun and frightful experiences he encountered in his rich history. Last night, not able to sleep, I …
As I age, feelings of ambivalence have become a bigger and bigger part of my life. You would think at the rich age of 75, I’d know for certain what I want. That’s not the case for me. It seems the more I study and evaluate a situation, the more uncertain I become. It’s not …
Washoe Valley, Nevada, is known as a wind tunnel. Drivers passing through are often stopped because of the gales from the west that scream down the Sierra mountains. From time to time, the wind drops an abundance of snow at my door, like a shining gift from the dark clouds …
