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Milli Gilbaugh

Bullying and dissing

Food for Thought

Ask your children or grandchildren for a definition of “dissing” and, chances are, the answer you get will include words like rudeness and insults. Ask what the word “respect” means and the reply will probably be vague or abstract and have more to do with love (or fear) than with high regard. They may claim to respect their parents but feel they are old-fashioned and don’t understand how things are for kids these days.

An obtuse winter

Food for Thought

When I was in college in Iowa City, I had several art classes each week, from the usual 50-minute length to two-hour studio classes. Some perverse member of the art staff had decided that 7:30 a.m. was a good time for art history lectures. These were mostly slide shows of art works illustrating whatever topic our professor chose to lecture on that day. The lecture room was in the basement of the art building, windowless, dimly lit only by the slide projector, overheated, and stuffy.

Cooking for one

Food for Thought

When things progressed to the state where I found myself cooking for one most of the time, I had to learn, all over again, some pretty basic strategies. First of all, I had to remind myself that I don’t like eating the same thing for dinner three or four days in a row. Then I had to relearn some basics about freezing leftovers for later.
One; freezing doesn’t improve anything, so don’t expect it to taste better than it did the first time around. It’ll most likely taste worse.

Cold winter memories

Food for Thought

Last month’s unusually cold weather reminded me of a winter in the early 1940s when I was in first or second grade. We lived only about five or six blocks from school and we always walked there and back, twice a day, as we went home for lunch. Our school system didn’t have a hot lunch program then, though a few kids brought sack lunches, especially in the winter time. At our house, the noon meal was the main meal of the day and Mother wanted to make sure we got a good, hot meal, so we always ate at home.

How true! How true!

Food for Thought

Every so often, some ad agency genius comes up with an idea that rings the bell of authenticity for me. Rings it loud and true and clear as a... well, a bell. I’ve no idea what product or service the ad was promoting, I was too caught up in the truth of the premise, and my brain started racing to all the incidents in my life that prove the axiom.

The cure for writer’s block is to write

Food for Thought

“Writer’s block,” he groaned. “I just can’t finish that article. The words won’t come.”
I say baloney. There’s no such thing as writer’s block. It’s just a myth invented by some writer who didn’t bother to organize his thoughts before he picked up his pen.
“Poor man,” they sympathized. And he was granted another week, month, year to finish what had started out as a good idea that then got lost while he stumbled around trying to figure out where the good idea had been heading, and how he was going to get some isolated flashes organized into cohesive form.