Husbands Come And Go; Children

Journalism Today Is Obviously In A Major Transition. Going To Journalism School, Learning How To Write, Working Your Way Up In A Little Paper In Decatur, Georgia And Then Moving To Atlanta And Then Maybe To New York: It's Just Over. You Have To Have A Whole Other Set Of Skills Now. You Have To Be A Videographer, You Have To Do Social Media. You Can't Do A Long, Thoughtful, Insightful Piece If You Don't Have The Time To Do Reporting, Particularly Reporting Around Somebody Who Doesn't Want To Be Known Or An Issue That Doesn't Want To Reveal Itself.

By Operating On The Principle Of Human And Material Obsolescence, America Eats Her History Alive.

No Sooner Do We Think We Have Assembled A Comfortable Life Than We Find A Piece Of Ourselves That Has No Place To Fit In.

With The Only Certainty In Our Daily Existence Being Change, And A Rate Of Change Growing Always Faster In A Kind Of Technological Leapfrog Game, Speed Helps People Think They Are Catching Up.

The Work Of Adult Life Is Not Easy. As In Childhood, Each Step Presents Not Only New Tasks Of Development But Requires A Letting Go Of The Techniques That Worked Before. With Each Passage Some Magic Must Be Given Up, Some Cherished Illusion Of Safety And Comfortably Familiar Sense Of Self Must Be Cast Off, To Allow For The Greater Expansion Of Our Distinctiveness.