by Hank Frazee | Jun 10, 2023 | The Saturday Morning Post
The Blaneys’ Plymouth “Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.” Simone Weil Mrs. Blaney lived at the end of our street in an old, Spanish style house, whose every room opened to the garden. The house had been the original farm house of the...
by Hank Frazee | Jun 3, 2023 | The Saturday Morning Post
The Window That Opened the Door “Who you are tomorrow begins with what you do today.” Tim Fargo While in between quarters at UCLA, I had a sudden interest in learning to make stained glass windows. In reality, it wasn’t all that sudden, as I had been...
by Hank Frazee | May 27, 2023 | The Saturday Morning Post
“Geef” “What’s in a name? That which we call a rose By any other word would smell as sweet.” William Shakespeare When our twin girls were little, in the four-to-seven age range, we had many strategies, and even a few tricks, to get them...
by Hank Frazee | May 20, 2023 | The Saturday Morning Post
Funeral Crashers “If you can sit happy with embarrassment, there’s not much else that can really get to you.” Christian Bale When I was twenty-four, eating breakfast and reading the paper one Saturday morning, I noticed an obituary about a guy who...
by Hank Frazee | May 13, 2023 | The Saturday Morning Post
Snake Eyes “Be sincere, be brief, be seated.” Franklin D. Roosevelt My dad and Dick Jappe were great friends. They met as newbie pharmaceutical reps in the mid-fifties when both went to work for the Stuart Company, the maker of Mylanta, Mylicon, and other...
