Steve

Steve

Husband. Dad. Writer. Expat. Veteran. Seeker of awe, wonder and meaningful purpose.

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Into Traffic

There is a street and on it the traffic is intense. Cars, Vespas, three-wheeled Apes zipping along, people passing on foot. Oblivious toward me, but not blind. They know I am there, they can see me through the window of the backseat of the car in which I am sitting

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What Version of You are You?

Continuing the quest to better know, understand, love and appreciate our true selves

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What Age Are You in Your Head?

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Belonging

A series exploring the decisions, changes, and principles we stuck to that made moving to Sicily possible.

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Slow, Simple and Superb

I know I spend a lot of time on this newsletter (and in person) calling attention to the many screwed up schemes the principal architects of policy, those shapers of society, these Masters of Mankind, use to conspire, engineer and bully us into believing and accepting the crappy way in

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Aspects of a Novel

Or, Why What Happens Next Some years ago, back when this was a diabetes blog, I mentioned a particular fondness for a quote by the British writer E.M. Forster. The quote— How Can I Tell What I Think Till I See What I Say—comes from his book on

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Reunion

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Slow, Naive and Determined

Last week the New York Times ran an op ed titled Foodie Fever Dreams Can’t Keep Restaurants Afloat written by Vivian Howard, the chef and restaurateur behind Chef & the Farmer (amongst others) in Kinston, NC. Howard’s piece follows a bit of apparently “shocking” news regarding the impending

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Bardolatry

A decade ago this month, to begin the new year, I challenged myself to read, or in some cases re-read, one work of Shakespeare every month.

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My Revelate

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Compile the Scaffolding

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Pickle or Paradise?

The year closes with our first Christmas holiday in Sicily, away from family, asking ourselves more than ever the question: Is this the land of our dreams or put us in the tightest spot.

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