Original anecdotes, commentary, rumination, and occasional pontification.
JUNE 10, 2025 – (Cont.) On a weekend trip to the cabin the next spring, we spotted a boat for sale in front of a familiar battered country house on Highway 70 just east of Spooner 30 miles from Grindstone. It was a Ouchita (an alternate spelling of “Witchita”) rowboat with an eight-horse Mariner motor, …
JUNE 9, 2025 – (Cont.) Just after nightfall the hot, humid weather had transformed into the perfect storm. After putting the kids to bed, Beth and I sat down on the front porch to watch the meteorological sound and light show. A few minutes of crash–BANG was followed by gusts that stirred up the water …
JUNE 8, 2025 – (Cont.) A year after the Love Boat voyage, Beth and I were married—in the exact spot where we’d met . . . overlooking the great inland sea that is Grindstone Lake. In October 1989, our second son arrived, and soon thereafter, we bought the very cabin where I’d drifted toward after …
JUNE 7, 2025 – (Cont.) The next spring brought good fortune on the waterfront. Fred Moore, our friend and neighbor across the street, the inveterate entrepreneur who’d recently sold his successful business, had now become a distributor of “water bikes.” A couple of models were chained to an elm tree in the Moore’s front yard. …
JUNE 6, 2025 – (Cont.) For the next two summers, my time at the cabin was equally divided among four pursuits: practicing my violin, writing letters, reading articles in old Coronet magazines from the 1930s and 40s stored in various nooks and crannies around the cabin, and, of course . . . sailing the ocean …
JUNE 5, 2025 – (Cont.) At the cabin, Dad used the cabin mower in the same fashion he’d deployed the home mower: as a jerry-rigged dolly. Together we maneuvered the Fleetwind hull from the trailer to the west side of the cabin. He then attached an extended painter to the bow, and while he controlled …
JUNE 4, 2025 – (Cont.) Late in the afternoon, the big Sears delivery van pulled up to our house. Its two occupants hopped out, one holding some papers. I happened to be standing in the driveway, so I was able to vouch for the precious cargo in the hold of their ship . . . …
JUNE 3, 2025 – (Cont.) Beginning my sophomore year of high school, I transferred from Sterling School in the Green Mountain State to Interlochen Arts Academy, located in the wilds just south of Traverse City, Michigan. The campus lay between Duck Lake and Green Lake, each a sizable body of water conducive to small craft …
JUNE 2, 2025 – One aspect of aging I’ve observed is the increase in vicarious living. Back at the other end of my personal time scale, whatever was vicarious in reality remained theoretically possible within my imagination. Olympic gold, for example; becoming president of the United States, for another; or . . . sailing the …
JUNE 1, 2025 – This evening our son and granddaughter joined us for dinner, while “Mom” was working. Well into the proceedings when Illiana slipped away to fetch something, Beth summoned her back and issued a mild reprimand. “At school do you just get up and wander around the lunchroom when you’re finished but before …
MAY 31, 2025 – As I first reported several weeks ago, part of my follow-through from the spring semester course in Russian history I took at the University of Minnesota, has been my study of the Stalinist Purges of the 1930s. The textbook for this study has been The Great Terror, Robert Conquest’s aptly entitled …
MAY 30, 2025 – Anyone who’s been around a three-to-four-year-old is familiar with the “Why?” phase. It’s when any statement or directive by a grown-up to the child triggers a “Why?” in response. At the start of the phase, the uninitiated attempts to answer, which prompts another “Why?” followed by another answer. Soon the parent …
MAY 29, 2025 – Today I tuned into a replay of a Westminster Town Hall Forum[1] on the imperial presidency. The segment featured Jack Goldsmith, who teaches at Harvard Law School. Before his academic career he’d served in the Office of Legal Counsel and Special Counsel to the Department of Defense during the Bush W. …
MAY 28, 2025 – (Cont.) ME ONE: Moving on from the basics—clean air and water, decent nutrition and affordable housing . . . I’d say what are most important for our well-being are universally affordable, accessible and effective public health and public education systems. ME TOO: I couldn’t agree with you more. Public health should …
MAY 27, 2025 – Today I engaged in my usual routine when at the Red Cabin—I took a long hike up and down the trails of the Björnholm “tree garden,” trimming encroaching vegetation as I proceeded, and checking the latest growth displayed by the hundreds, nay thousands, of young pine. With the pittance of snow …
MAY 26, 2025 – Visiting us for several days at the Red Cabin are two of my wife’s cousins—Brian and Eric. Brian I keep calling “Byron” by mistake, and half the time when someone shouts, “Hey, Eric!” I think I’m being hailed, but as it turns out, I seem to be wrong 100% of the …
MAY 25, 2025 – (Cont.) The hoarder’s grip as it pertains to lumber afflicted my dad in the same two-handed fashion that it applies to me. There was naturally and habitually, the whole matter of frugality. When other people observed this trait in Dad, they’d attribute it straight away to his having grown up during …
MAY 24, 2025 – (Cont.) My latest confrontation with lumber hoarding was precipitated by a sign . . . in the woods (where else?), more precisely, the upper reaches of the Björnholm tree garden. Not so many years ago, I’d fashioned a prominent “BJÖRNHOLM TRÄDGÅRD” [“tree garden” in Swedish] sign painted on wood, mounted on …
MAY 23, 2025 – My ancestors had a special relationship with stuff. For details, see my memoir (Inheritance), published here in a long series across the several month, mid-year 2023. A less charitable way of putting it is that several people up the chain (“tree”?) were . . . and if I include myself, are …
MAY 22, 2025 – If you were mildly paying attention to yesterday’s news cycle, you saw, heard or read about our president’s unpresidential treatment of Cyril Ramaphosa, president of the Republic of South Africa. Sadly, our president’s unbecoming ambush of his guest came as no surprise. It was yet another outburst by a world leader …
MAY 21, 2025 – Time. If you stop it long enough to examine it, you’ll see it as an interesting conceptual sculpture. The overall construct is a paradox: time is at once long and short; near and far; uniquely perceived by every individual, yet a common feature of our humanity; intangible in the moment but …
MAY 20, 2025 – Had our dear old dad lived to be even older than he was when the curtains closed at 10 days shy of 88 years; if he’d escaped the multiple myeloma that killed him and he’d dodged any number of other potentially terminal events, he would’ve turned 103 today. An early morning …
MAY 19, 2025 – In case my younger friends and family members require formal notice, I’m getting old . . . -er. That fact shouldn’t surprise anyone. What’s new about my growing old, however, is my now express albeit reluctant acknowledgment of this irreversible reality. Physical infirmity is too obvious to hide, especially from oneself. …
MAY 18, 2025 – We’ve all been long exposed to the adage that “history repeats itself,” as more recently amended to, “history doesn’t repeat itself, but it rhymes.” Weary of this cliché, I find more useful the insights that an examination of history, similarly to close analysis of literature, reveals about the psychological make-up of …
MAY 17, 2025 – As readers might know or guess by my name, I’m of Swedish descent. Though Swedes have no monopoly on “Eric,” I’m guessing a higher percentage of Swedes and people of Swedish descent are called “Eric” than is the case in all other lands, except, perhaps, Norway and Denmark (but in those …