Epiphany

In more than six decades of life, whatever wisdom has accrued to me has been in bits and pieces. Slowly, tentatively, with more than a few stops and starts, I have learned things of value. As the old saying goes, even a blind squirrel finds an...

Patronizing the swoosh

In late May 2013, a Korean friend who goes by the English name of Billy and I walked a few blocks to Gangnam-daero, one of the busiest streets in Seoul. We were going to the ABC Mart so I could buy a pair of running shoes. Billy, a marathoner...

The Boz

The Boz

“Richard, are you going middle-age crazy on us?” That question was put to me by a friend named Debra Drueple at an Austin Runners Club picnic in the summer of 1989. She had good reason for asking because I was sporting a new and...

Mimizuka

When I think of the fortuitous events of late 2007 that brought me from Austin, Texas to Korea, I realize I could just as easily have gone to Japan. After all, I once had a colleague named John who left Austin and moved to a small Japanese...

Deconstructing MacArthur

Just to the northwest of Dallas sits the suburb of Irving. One of its high schools is named after Douglas MacArthur. This is far from unique since many other American cities have schools and streets named in honor of the old general. He...