If a tree falls in the forest, and I don’t journal it, did it really happen?

“Well, I may as well try to make some sense of it all.” I wrote that sentence on a muggy Atlanta day, having just graduated from Northwestern University with a Bachelor of Arts... Read More

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My little ‘dom boli’: My house of pain

By Evalyn Baron

O.K., I’ll admit it: I have been an absolutely lazy slug about getting to the gym. I’ve even abandoned my beloved mermaid swim class in favor of lying around, reading books, an... Read More

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Let’s all read the Declaration of Independence this July 4

By Evalyn Baron

Sinclair Lewis wrote a novel in 1935, It Can’t Happen Here, a brooding, satirical tale of a politician/demagogue who manages to capture the imagination and votes of the befuddled... Read More

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Pirate Ev, the jewel of the California coast

By Evalyn Baron

My friend Henry M. wrote this gentle lament after reading my May column about my calm cruise to Mexico: “No card playing and drinking straight tequila til drunk then stealing a l... Read More

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On the good ship Tequila, redux

By Evalyn Baron

I took my first ocean cruise: down the coast of California, to Ensenada, Mexico. And the upshot? As pleasurable as parts of it were, I don’t need to take another cruise anytime s... Read More

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On the good ship tequila

By Evalyn Baron

When I turned 65, a mere few years ago, I spent my birthday with good friends at a day-long Zen meditation retreat in the Marin Headlands. It was glorious, peaceful, fulfilling, su... Read More

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People behaving badly: Revelers go blah!

By Evalyn Baron

I’ll never forget that particular St. Patrick’s Day afternoon in New York years ago when I saw inebriated teenage boys pissing on the north wall of the Metropolitan Museum of A... Read More

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Valentine’s Day: A heart condition

By Evalyn Baron

It’s said we leave our hearts in San Francisco, and Peter and I will certainly leave ours here. We’ve fallen in love with our new home city — not so new anymore, given we’v... Read More

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How to face the new year with optimism? Wreathe it with hope.

By Evalyn Baron

The problem with having to write a column to deadline weeks in advance of publishing is that if I choose a topical subject to do with current events, so much is happening in the wo... Read More

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It’s going to be a holly jolly doggie day

By Evalyn Baron

I’ve become that lady. The one who sits on her front steps, waiting for people to walk by, so I can charmingly plead … or beg … to pet their companion pups. Yes, I’ve becom... Read More

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How to be thankful in today’s world (or no matter how wretched the turkey, try to enjoy the meal)

By Evalyn Baron

I just can’t help it: I must pursue this line of reasoning: If the fowl royal of Thanksgiving — the ruler of the feasting table — is the turkey (which I always thought should... Read More

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Volunteering: Helping my future self

By Evalyn Baron

Peter and I have lived in San Francisco for seven years now, and it’s time for a summation, a look back. You might say I have a seven–year “itch” to explain the shape of th... Read More

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‘Detroit’: A reckoning

By Evalyn Baron

I like movies. I usually enjoy them, making an occasion out of each one I get to an actual movie theater to see. I celebrate with popcorn, diet soda, some candy. If I’m at the Al... Read More

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Broadway: Under the Stars and under my skin

By Evalyn Baron

I simply cannot help it: Take certain people out to the ballgame, buy them some peanuts and Crackerjack, and they’re happy as can be. But take me out under the stars to see a gro... Read More

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Waltzing through time: A body inventory

By Evalyn Baron

After The Ball — a popular waltz written in 1891 by Charles K. Harris — tells the story of a gentleman who sees his beloved kissing another man at a festive party, whereupon he... Read More

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