Bill! You may be the only true Renaissance man I know. Each of these newsletter posts are little gifts you are sending out into the world, and I’m so lucky to be one of the recipients! I loved the Billy Collins poem, which of course becomes more apt each day at age 64. I would like to request that you reprint the poem from high school. I wish I remembered it. People who didn’t grow up in small town North Dakota might not understand how radical a concept individuality was, at least back in the 70s. As someone who Instinctively railed against conformity, which made me a bit of an outcast, I am sure your poem must have resonated with me back then. Happy spring to you, Bill!
Bill! You may be the only true Renaissance man I know. Each of these newsletter posts are little gifts you are sending out into the world, and I’m so lucky to be one of the recipients! I loved the Billy Collins poem, which of course becomes more apt each day at age 64. I would like to request that you reprint the poem from high school. I wish I remembered it. People who didn’t grow up in small town North Dakota might not understand how radical a concept individuality was, at least back in the 70s. As someone who Instinctively railed against conformity, which made me a bit of an outcast, I am sure your poem must have resonated with me back then. Happy spring to you, Bill!