Finally my dreams begin to take shape. Retirement from teaching. Life as a freelance writer. Time to make soup and learn to speak Spanish and play the ukulele. . .
And, of course, finish the novel. . .
Time enough at last to share my musings on the world at large, as viewed through the eyes of a Baby Boomer, born in 1964 at the tail end of my demographic group.
My nostalgic veins run deep and my memory attachment to the food, music, and culture of the 60's, 70's and 80's informs most of my thinking.
I'm giving this whole blog thing a roll in Sushi Says. . .