My First Saturday of Not Blogging

It’s been a nicely productive week since I announced a hiatus in my Saturday morning Paradise Diaries blog posts.

But here it is Saturday morning, and I find that three-year-old habits die hard.

I’m taking only an hour out of my “authoring” labors to post this “occasional” blog so I can update you about some exciting news.

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Hiatus

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You are reading the 160th blog post that I’ve written during the three years since I launched Paradise Diaries on June 1, 2013.  

Thousands and thousands of page visits have been recorded since I established my web site. Google Analytics identifies my readers as coming from distances as far away and as diverse as Saudi Arabia, Pakistan and Philippines, Kenya, Ecuador and Vietnam.  The largest plurality of my readers is the 25-to-34-age group. And most are male—by 54 percent to 46 percent.

But it might be some time before I post my next blog.

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Children of The Dream

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I’ll never forget the Memorial Day when my Uncle Paul smacked his little girl across the face because she used a small American flag as a plaything.

It happened when we were little kids no more than seven or eight years old and the memory of World War II was still vivid for people like Uncle Paul, who himself had not served. 

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A Letter To My Grandsons

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The graduation season is upon us and my three grandsons will be taking another step ahead in their education: Connor closing in on his undergraduate degree at Drexel, Andrew heading for his senior year of high school and Erik a few weeks away from his doctorate from Duquesne.

They are embarking on life, while I am now old enough to be seriously thinking about my debarkation.

What follows is my open letter to them.

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Our Right To Be Happy

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I’ve stopped wearing my wedding ring.

I’ve been at sixes and sevens about the ring ever since my wife died. Some days I wear it. It spends other days in the drawer. But now it’s off my finger for good. After 165 days as a widower, I’ve come to terms with the reality that I am not married.

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It Must Be Spring

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Those of us who live year-round here on Cape Cod don’t pay much attention to spring, because we seldom actually see one. We maintain our winter rawness until at some point we start to sweat—and then we know it must be summer.

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It’s Not the Economy, Stupid

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Many years ago a little boy whom I was teaching was found hanged in his attic. They said it was an accident while playing. I’ve always wondered if maybe Marco, 12 years of age, had taken his own life.

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How To Grow Your Brain Without Half Trying

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Silence literally makes your brain bigger.

I just came across a 2013 study published in the journal Brain, Structure and Function—about the effect silence had on the brains of mice. The scientists discovered that when the mice were exposed to two hours of silence per day they developed new cells in the hippocampus, a region of the brain associated with memory, emotion and learning.

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The Good That I Would

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One of the most popular features in The New York Times is called “Sunday Routine.” Each Sunday, the paper details the hour-by-hour activities that describe how a celebrity typically spends the day of rest.

It’s the first feature I turn to, even though the featured persons are uniformly and vomit-inducingly pretentious. 

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Soufflé, Testosterone and I

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A lot of guys read recipes the way they read science fiction. They get to the end and think, "Well, that's never going to happen.”

It shouldn’t be that way. If real men eat quiche, they can serve up soufflé, too.

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