To deny or not to deny the undeniable

To deny or not to deny the undeniable

I could not deny it. I had gossiped about someone to a friend. Lying in bed that night, I thought about the incident and rationalized: the circumstances, what I said, and to whom probably won’t matter. But continuing to deny the undeniable absolutely would, because...
One Small Step for one of the 1951-ers

One Small Step for one of the 1951-ers

The 1951-ers Last week, the 1951-ers met at Vanaprastha for lunch—our third gathering. I wrote about the second here and here. Below is a story from our first meeting last summer. Enjoy! *** “Where were you when you heard JFK was...