I’d Rather Have a Bottle in Front of Me

I like word play. Spoonerisms, for example: The announcer at the piano concert said,  “Mr. Playbody will now pee for us,” instead of “Mr. Peabody will now play for us.”  I remember the following from high school: “I’d rather have a free bottle in front of me than a pre-frontal lobotomy.”   I had a […]

Brain Slice

I’m reading a really interesting new book. I tweeted a review of it from the Washington Post (see @bruddajack, August 26) and bought it yesterday. It reads like a hot knife through butter. The name of the book is Patient H.M. by Luke Dittrich. H.M. suffered from epileptic seizures after an accident in childhood. About […]

Such Promise

It was 1949. My parents’ first child, my older brother Michael, was born.  I am my family’s archivist, so I still have the baby album my parents started. It begins hopefully enough. Black and white pictures, probably taken with Dad’s Hawkeye camera. After half a dozen pages of Mike in his crib and in his […]