Category: Our Times

Autumn 1963

  Friday, November 22, was going to be my last day of civilian employment in Manhattan, barring a miracle. I was supposed to start basic training at Fort Polk, Louisi­ana, on Sunday the 24th. I had been an editor at Scientific...

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Clutter

We’re moving from the East Bay to the Wine Country, one carload at a time. I promised Rosie I would bring all her possessions and not try to distinguish between the useless stuff and the treasures. With a little help from...

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Two Words Instead of One

I always read those cute little lists in Harpers and it dawns on me that I might have one to contribute. Over the years in my AVA column I’ve remarked the replacement of one word for two in modern American usage. For...

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