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Thy deep and dreamless sleep

December 25, 2013

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It’s Christmas time so I’m reposting something I wrote a few years ago (and then borrowed for a Christmas editorial for the newspaper last year.) Merry Christmas everyone. “I remember standing in the old church in Windsor…” These were the words with which I intended to begin this post. They refer to a specific moment […]

Thy deep and dreamless sleep

December 24, 2010

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“I remember standing in the old church in Windsor…” These were the words with which I intended to begin this post. They refer to a specific moment in 1960 or 1961 when I was seven or eight years old. We were attending the Christmas services in All Saints Church, Windsor, and the congregation had just […]

Russell’s eyes

April 9, 2010

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I certainly don’t want to give the impression that I was an inordinately passive child, but it is true that when my cousin Ted came to live with us in Windsor in 1962, two months passed before I thought to ask why. On the other hand, around Ted everyone seemed a bit passive. He was small […]

On forgetting

April 5, 2010

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I have the power (mostly uncontrollable) of being able to forget virtually anything. In fact, I can completely forget the number nine — should it ever prove necessary. I hope it doesn’t. Life is strange when you forget the number nine. I know, because my father did it. Jack was a jazz pianist. In one of […]