I'm 51 and an American. That means that I was in school in the 1960's and 1970's. In 1963 my family moved to Greenville, South Carolina, and in 1968 to Charlotte, North Carolina. School desegregation was a formative part of my life.

This is the 40th anniversary of The Summer of Love. I do remember the Life magazine version of it. By the mid 1970's I was busy dropping out of college. The "dropping out" part is operative.

I'm older now, so I know that humankind's capacity for self-deception seems limitless. Surely my generation got an awful lot wrong. But I can't shake the idea within a generational change of mind there is a seed that can grow into a more humane way of living.

I'm not good at it, but I keep trying to live life with care.

Plant a garden, love and forgive others.

There are so many people who I've connected with online that I would like to meet. Sometimes I've tangled and argued, but would still love to meet some of these people. Like Solkari Echine of Black Looks, Phil Jones who writes Blahsploition, Beth Kanter who writes Beth's Blog and other blogs. I would love to meet Christina Jordan, Munnu Morrish, Kayiwa Fred, RicHARD Makepeace, Evvy Bryning, Linda Nowakowski and many others I met through Omidyar.net.

Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.
-Tich Nhat Hanh

Think Globally, act locally.
-Rene Dubos

There is a central quality which is the root criterion of life and spirit in a man, a town, a building, or a wilderness. This quality is objective and precise, but it cannot be named.
-Christopher Alexander

I've been everywhere, man
I've been everywhere, man
Crossed the deserts bare, man
I've breathed the mountain air, man
Of travel I've had my share, man
I've been everywhere

Not really ;-) I live near Pittsburgh Pennsylvania. I've lived in Virginia, Maryland, South Carolina, North Carolina and Florida. I've only traveled west as far as New Orleans and Arkansas. When I was 17 I traveled around England Wales and Scotland and briefly to Paris.

Gardening, social enterprise, education, A Pattern Language, Uganda, Africa, love, art, women, men, books, writing, children, Earth

Somewhat broken English