Panera’s Gray Panther Clientelle

Panera’s Gray Panther Clientelle

I belong to a writer group that convenes each Thursday morning at Panera Bread. We are not part of the Starbucks clan: we prefer a full menu of ‘feed your face’ options. While not all of the writers are Boomers, post-careerists who have plenty of time, I...
Dr. Scholl’s

Dr. Scholl’s

We are about to flip an epic page – well, not in California, but in Elsewhere USA. We are about to flip a calendar page and stride into fall. As an Baby Booming American, I often find myself striding – in the doors of the local drugstore. Today it was for...
Woodstock Nation: taking personal stock

Woodstock Nation: taking personal stock

How would you have liked to awaken to the “Star Spangled Banner,” rendered on guitar by a black guitarist, one who invented a new way to work the strings with his overlong thumb? One who famously set his guitar on fire, actually as well as metaphorically....

Living Life as a Miracle at a Quarter to Three

My homework done, I was listening to WLS, as legendary a radio station in Chicago and its surrounds as KMET was in LA. Dick Biondi was the dee jay, the musical tour guide. There was only one radio in our country house, so I couldn’t sequester in my room to...