Category: Memoir

INHERITANCE: PSYCHOSIS DIAGNOSIS (PART IV)

AUGUST 5, 2023 – Of the four of them—Gaga, Grandpa Holman, UB and Mother—Gaga aged most gracefully, at least in the mental department[1]. Although she was the source of acerbic quips, she was always in control of her mind, which never veered toward the guardrails. Typical of her matter-of-factness was a side comment she uttered …

INHERITANCE: PSYCHOSIS DIAGNOSIS (PART III)

AUGUST 4, 2023 – (Cont.) Mother’s hospitalization in 2012 was the most disturbing of all her hospital stays. Arriving in full-blown psychosis, she hit bottom, then at first seemed to improve—despite the name change . . . or perhaps because of it. When we visited her the day after the initial “storm,” we found her …

INHERITANCE: “PSYCHOSIS DIAGNOSIS” (PART II)

AUGUST 3, 2023 – (Cont.) After the immediate crisis was under control, the psychiatrist confirmed Elsa’s textbook-based diagnosis of Mother’s malady. The patient was put on a regimen of lithium and within a few days she regained a semblance of equilibrium. The equilibrium of the rest of the family, however, remained upset. Each of us …

INHERITANCE: PSYCHOSIS DIAGNOSIS (PART I)

AUGUST 2, 2023 – The past couple of days with Mother had been hell, and I imagine that they had been hell for her as well.  For the time being, I was back in my office, tending to my law work.  Just then, the phone rang.  It was Elsa. “Get this.”  She cut right to …

INHERITANCE: “ENTR’ACTE”

AUGUST 1, 2023 – Thus far I’ve posted less than one-half of the written portion of my incomplete memoir, Inheritance. I pause here to qualify a few aspects of this figurative travelogue through a significant swath of my life. What I’ve published to date are mostly pleasant reminiscences viewed through the prism of my youth. The story …

INHERITANCE: “NEW JERSEY, OLD HAT”

JULY 31, 2023 – When you’re fifty, three years go fast.  When you’re not even 10, three years are a big chunk of your life to that point.  So it seemed for me in the summer of ’64, when Mother, Jenny and I took the train out to New Jersey for a long visit.  My …

INHERITANCE: “THE (VISITING) PRINCE IN THE PALACE”

JULY 30, 2023 – After a proper thanks and farewell to Pete[1], I followed the welcoming committee—Gaga, Grandpa, and Uncle Bruce—up the sidewalk past the nicely appointed garden and patio, where a hot sun reflected brilliantly off one of those silver globes on a pedestal, the kind that I associated with rich people. The committee …

INHERITANCE: “OLD” JERSEY

JULY 28, 2023 –  When I was a little boy, there was a large, framed map on my bedroom wall.  Mother told me it was of New Jersey, but she also told me that her home state was much older than Minnesota, so why it was called “New” and not “Old Jersey” was a mystery …

INHERITANCE: “ARTHUR”

JULY 27, 2023 – It wasn’t until many decades later and Gaga was lying on her deathbed in the hospital, when I learned the origins of Uncle Bruce’s connection with the state of Vermont.  It was 1994—four years before the fire, of course, and all that it revealed, and thus my accepting (if not positive) …

INHERITANCE: “Uncle Bruce and Vermont II” (PART II)

JULY 23, 2023 – (Cont.) So it was that in early September 1968, I joined 99 other “young men” from around the country (though mostly from the Northeast, despite the school’s attempt to achieve broader geographic diversity) in . . . wearing a coat and tie to all classes and sit-down meals served by student …

INHERITANCE: “Uncle Bruce and Vermont II” (PART I)

JULY 22, 2023 – What is life but fate, and what is fate but randomness woven into meaning through the course of life.  As the plane floated down onto the runway, marking the end of my Vermont ski trip with Uncle Bruce, I couldn’t have guessed that Vermont lay not behind me but in front …

INHERITANCE: “Uncle Bruce and Vermont I” (PART VII)

JULY 21, 2023 – (Cont.) We would also move on from Hogback—one day at Mt. Snow and another at Haystack.  The day at Mt. Snow[1] was marked by . . . snow . . . but also sleet and unfriendly winds.  I don’t remember much about the skiing, probably because pretty much all day long, …

INHERITANCE: “Uncle Bruce and Vermont” (PART VI)

JULY 20, 2023 – (Cont.) Uncle Bruce rewarded my efforts—and his own—on the slopes by taking us to dinner at the Skyline Restaurant.  It was a Dick Hamilton family operation, Uncle Bruce explained, and accordingly, Uncle Bruce and I were treated royally thanks to his long-standing friendship with them.  The host and hostess, our waitress, …

INHERITANCE: “Uncle Bruce and Vermont I” (PART V)

JULY 19, 2023 -(Cont.) The next day we drove east on Route 9 to Hogback Ski Area, officially in the town of Marlboro, except I didn’t see any sign of a town, just beautiful scenery in all directions and limited signs of development.  There was the ski area on the south side of the big …

INHERITANCE: “Uncle Bruce and Vermont I” (PART IV)

JULY 18, 2023 – (Cont.) In mid-December the following year—1967—the annual Christmas package arrived from Rutherford.  Gaga had put the usual, “Don’t open ’til Christmas” stickers on the outside, but from Christmases past, I knew that we didn’t have to worry: she had fully wrapped the presents inside the large parcel.  Thus, with one of …

INHERITANCE: “Uncle Bruce and Vermont I”

JULY 16, 2023 – As is the case with many geographically-challenged people outside of New England, when I was a kid, I had trouble remembering which of the two states sandwiched between Maine and New York was Vermont and which was New Hampshire.  For the record, my self-developed mnemonic device was to think of the …

INHERITANCE: “Uncle Bruce and Around the World in 80 Days” (Part I)

JULY 14, 2023 – The old terminal at the Minneapolis airport was a small, quaint foreshadowing of the current  sprawling Minneapolis-St. Paul Lindbergh International Terminal.  However, for me as a young kid, the original, three-story brick building with a windy observation deck on a portion of the second floor roof and the green-glass control tower …

INHERITANCE: UB MEETS SANTA CLAUS

JULY 13, 2023 – (Cont.) I remember especially well the Christmas when I was five. I’d begged Mother to allow me to stay up until Uncle Bruce returned from his day of shopping in downtown Minneapolis, but he was unusually late, and Mother finally insisted that I go to bed. She promised that when Uncle …

INHERITANCE – “UB as S.C.”

JULY 12, 2023 – We knew him as Santa Claus, and indeed he was.  As reliable as the calendar, Uncle Bruce would arrive a week before the Big Day.  He always caught a night flight from Newark to the old terminal in Minneapolis, where Mother and Dad would pick him up.  His arrival was past …