The worst book I never read

Way back in the early 1990s, I had a GF whose middle name was Jean, so that is what I will call her here. She was an intelligent person, with a master’s degree and a high-paying job at IBM. She also had a trust fund and a comfortable...

LBC

Just around the corner from my office building is a very interesting and unique establishment: LBC, which stands for Lecture & Broadcasting for Culture. It is the brainchild of Rim Cheol-Woong, a multifaceted man whom I will try to...

Sympathy or Praise?

During a hot summer day in 1975 in Nacogdoches, Texas, I was talking with a neighbor named Jim. He was a woebegone individual who drank too much. His story was a strange mixture of complaint and braggadocio. I listened until I could stand no...

Blood in the Desert

One night in the summer of 1993, I flew—not literally—from Cairo, Egypt to Manama, Bahrain.  It was the worst flight of my life. There was no danger per se, but it was very uncomfortable in that cramped airplane with air so...

The Astrodome

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan a stately pleasure dome decree—Samuel Taylor Coleridge, 1797 Exactly 170 years after Coleridge wrote his famous poem about the mighty Khan, my  grandfather “Papaw,” my uncle Gary, my aunt Dot...