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Bikes, Brews, and the Blues

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It’s a sunny Sunday afternoon along the Burke-Gilman Trail, Seattle’s 50-mile-long Rails to Trails bike path. The trail is packed with runners, walkers, young couples on beach cruisers, mothers with strollers, kids bikes with training wheels, and accountants on $6000 racing bikes dressed for the Tour de France.

M and I live on the trail and ride several times a week. Sometimes it’s a maintenance ride to Woodinville (12 miles roundtrip). Sometimes it’s for lunch at University Village (20 miles) and every August it’s down to Madison Park to watch the Blue Angels’ Seafair show (30 miles). Lately, however, our favorite ride ends up late on a Sunday afternoon at the 192 Brewing Co. read more

In Love With A “Sinful Woman”

It’s mid-afternoon in Rome, and we’re standing in a narrow cobbled street near Malafemmena Restaurant. Piero, the owner, sees us and calls out, “Mr. Jack! Buon giorno! Vieni qua! You come! Sit! Please… I bring you a Limoncello.” Piero, in his too-small rumpled suit, is just clearing his last lunch table and wants us to sit down with him. He’s craving a cigarette and conversation. Via Vittoria is shady, cool and quiet. Three blocks away the Piazza di Spagna is hot and noisy.

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Malafemmena is Piero’s restaurant. The name carries a double meaning. The direct translation is “sinful woman.” I ask him why an upscale restaurant in the city’s most exclusive neighborhood bears such a questionable name. He tells me that it’s also the name of a famous Neapolitan song written by a actor about his estranged wife. The explanation seems very Italian. read more

The Travel Bug

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 On September 30, 1965 I walked up the rear-boarding ramp of a C-130, grabbed a seat on a drop down bench, and within minutes we were wheels up on our way to Italy. I had leveraged my time as a Marine pilot to hitch a ride with a Navy Seal team on its way to NATO exercises in Italy. I had no plan, no itinerary, no return ticket, but it felt like the time was right for my first trip to Europe. The week before, I had taken the California Bar exam and the results wouldn’t be published until December. I was 26 years old and single. I had worked my way through law school and squirreled away enough money to travel for a few months. I was as free and unburdened as I would ever be. I was embracing the dictum of Harvard’s Let’s Go travel guide: “Travel light. Live close to the ground. See all you can. Stay until the money runs out.” read more

Dignity and Principle

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He was “pretty,” as he often said, but his last years were not pretty. On Saturday night Muhammed Ali died, ending his thirty year battle with Parkinson’s Disease. Early on, Ali’s life was about his superiority in the ring and the arrogant, provocative, rhyming couplets he conjured to celebrate it. After he stopped fighting, his life was about character, integrity, and a different kind of courage. In the prime of life he suffered for his principles but stood by them. He was stripped of his title and barred from boxing. He lost three professional years for his opposition to the Vietnam war. He later dedicated himself to making the world a better place for all people. read more

Cognition vs. Longevity: Is It A Zero Sum Game?

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Michael Kinsley has always had a way with words. His resume’ affirms it; editor of The New Republic and Harper’s, managing editor of the The Washington Monthly, American editor of The Economist, founder of Slate, contributor to The New Yorker and a monthly columnist for Vanity Fair. It shouldn’t surprise us that he’s found a catchy, minimalist title for his new book – Old Age: A Beginner’s Guide.

I think of old age as something we come by naturally? Do we really need a “guide?” Maybe I’m in denial? Last week I reviewed Mastery: A Mission Plan for Reclaiming a Life of Purpose, Fitness, and Achievement, my friend Bob Gandt’s prescription for a meaningful, fulfilling, later in life experience. Both Gandt and Kinsley deal with the same stage of life but give us different ways to look at and think about those years. I see them as bookends, complimentary ways to shake up our thinking as we close in on the finish line. read more