Back Again to the Page
I’ve been away from this page for six weeks---it takes that long these days for me to move and Misha and I have moved from the low mountains west of Liberec, in the Czech Republic, to the higher ones to the east. Not that they’re all that high---a little over two thousand feet, which makes them more Adirondack than Rockies. But mountains they are, bordering Poland and Germany in what was once the Sudetenland. They’re beautiful and peaceful. Peace always comes back, sometimes taking its own sweet time but always making the rounds.
Six weeks ago I looked forward to what I supposed would be an energetic and hard-fought runup to the election. There were certainly issues, more than I have seen in six decades of voting for presidents and there appeared to be interest, if the newspaper editorials and street demonstrators in New York are any measure. But the country has gone back to sleep since the conventions and it’s discouraging to find bickering back and forth between Republicans and Democ…