I am writing this at the age of 81. Your ages range from 16 to 23. You have never known me as a young man, and I will never know you as old ones. We share only a short stretch of time, perhaps 20 or 30 years, about a third of my life. We do … Continue reading
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My First Eighty Years Were About Building the Platform — Now the Adventure Begins
I write about my eighties not because my life has been exceptional, but because so few people my age write about this time of their life at all. I want to inspire them if I can to embrace the future not fear it. Trying to Understand What Defines Me A few weeks ago, I created … Continue reading
I Love My Children but Miss My Kids
Last night I woke up around 3 a.m. thinking about my children. Not my children as they are today, but my children as they once were. I could see all three of them vividly: Adin at eight, Asher at six, and Dafna at two. We were living in Israel then. It was 1978. I was … Continue reading
