Curations from the Human Jungle
For God, for Country, and For Yale, I’m living proof of a fairy tale. Gettin’ smart don’t get much cooler … Go Bulldogs! Yeah ... Boola! Boola! —From my musical Autobio-grafitti, From the 4-0-1 to the 8-0-2 I retired from both music and sports when I arrived in New Haven... Continue Reading →
For God, for Country, and For Yale, I'm living proof of a fairy tale. Gettin' smart don't get much cooler ... Go Bulldogs! Yeah Boola! Boola! From my musical Autobio-grafitti, "From the 4-0-1 to the 8-0-2" I retired from both music and sports when I arrived in New Haven to begin college. It wasn't a... Continue Reading →
Our time at Yale Say what you will about Facebook, but it definitely makes birthdays more fun. Since my friend John Newberry died before Facebook was a gleam in Mark Zuckerberg's eye, I am posting this to remember John on his big day.. John Newberry was born on October 29, 1948 in Springfield, MO. He... Continue Reading →
(This week I am recycling some humor columns that I wrote for the Vermont Sunday Magazine in the 80s and 90s. I'm not sure why I thought I was a funny guy back then. SB SM) MY CAREER IN SHOW BIZ (Hi, Jim!) Every so often life imitates art in a delightful way that is... Continue Reading →