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Month: March 2010

A house for every head? Preposterous!

A recycled steel box (opened up so it doesn’t feel like a box), tiny bit of land, and, voila, a house for the houseless. Simple. Good. With the needs of individuals in mind, the container house has promise as the great confluence of mass production and individual personality. Shipping containers…

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Kicking the kid out of the house

My 18-year-old daughter reminds me of how hard it was to be 18. Loneliness. Listlessness. Depression. For days, I would sit by the phone wondering what the hell? The phone never rang. Days seemed endless. Between her and the students in my history classes at Johnson County Community College, I’m…

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When the adopted son’s mom refuses to admit…

Dear Shannon, Many thanks for your letter to Vince. We have read parts of it to him, to let him know you love him and are thinking of him, but edited some of the other content. I hope you will understand when I say that we have to put Vincent…

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Zen, age, and welding

Stella, I’ve been thinking about your worry over aging. First, you are incredibly beautiful. I think, underneath, you know that. You tend to overcompensate–the marathon running, the constant workouts, and the weight lifting. But that’s a neurosis that will lead to heart health and mental well-being. So, you’re dong fine.…

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Trying to poke a hole in the dam

Joe, Herein lies the rub. I am not of a “kind,” nor do I think my way superior. That one side is so willing to demean the other bugs me. After all, at the Second Continental Congress, there was vigorous debate between those who would become anti-federalists and federalists over…

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