“Dad, can we go fishing?” Well, of course we can! When one of your college-aged children, whom you now rarely see, asks that, you make it happen. So, off we went for a Labor Day weekend trip to northern New Hampshire, to the same spot where I’ve taught fly fishing to Mrs. T. and all
Category: Family life
Ireland
We are wrapping up a family vacation week in Ireland, having cycled in Connemara, a very rural area in the west, and after bookending the trip with Dublin on each side. Having gone to parochial schools for 10 years, I had many priests and nuns from Ireland as teachers and still remember well how they
The Big 2-5
Mrs. T. and I are in NYC for a long weekend. We are celebrating our wedding anniversary. The Big 2-5! I have been in charge of lodging, travel and dinners. I emptied all points balances. Mrs. T. plans our days, which has meant museums and a play. It has been a joyful trip, including a
Mrs. T. Goes Fly Fishing
We are empty nesters for a few weeks and for the first time ever. “Let’s go fly fishing,” Mrs. T. said. “I’d love to learn.” “Really?” So, many moons ago, we booked a long weekend up at northern New Hampshire, at the spot where I taught each of our children to fish. A rite of
A New Hope
Here’s to hope, love and friendship. I write that because I last week saw Robert Waldinger speak at a leader development course. As I’ve written before (here), a very famous study concluded that there is a major driver of happiness: friends and family. It is not fame, money or status. Well, as luck would have
In Memoriam: Tony Jarvis
On Sunday, I went to a memorial service for F. Washington Jarvis, known as “Tony” to all. A lion of an educator, he for 30 years was the headmaster at our son’s old school, The Roxbury Latin School. Tony took over the then-struggling school at the mere age of 28. Maybe it was luck, maybe