Lacunae Musing

The passing of Pat Conroy is yet another loss in my reading life.   He touched a lyrical nerve in that life, and the magnetism of his d...

A dear friend of mine, Jeremy Geelan, a colleague from my working days, the son of another colleague, Peter, who sold our books in Euro...

We've gone through a week of hell, a slight cough precipitating an X-Ray which revealed, as I had expected, an old pleurisy scar fr...