Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Random Thoughts

I have come to realize how much of my intellectual development I owe to my father.  He was a constant source of books and ideas for me, opening up whole worlds of inspiration and values.
     A story about my father and Ivan Illich:  Illich came to speak at the university where my father teaches, and during his visit ran up huge international telephone bills on my father’s phone.  He was, and still is, a little put out that Illich never offered to pay for them.

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As I walk here and there on my daily rounds, I often run into Kiki (who appears—fictionalized—in Rega’s Bone.”)  He is a delivery driver.  His warmth and childlike innocence are enormously moving.

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