The harvest in, food is abundant, and there is time to feast and remember. The day for all souls, a day for the living, and a day for the dead.
I observed (ever the anthropologist) my friends become early employees of the people whose quotes comprise Valley of Genius: The Uncensored History of Silicon Valley, a signed copy of which I snagged at the summit. And now 40 years later I managed, inadvertently, to take a wrap-up tour of the same area so heavily layered with memories from my youth while celebrating current friends and family.
We dream for our babies, our children, nieces and nephews, those we teach, and those we heal. We women are used to things that do not make sense. I struggle with this myself. I know I spend much more time trying to unravel the knots in logic that are fed to me by various data-streams…