Philosophy On Tap
Essays in this category were originally posted to Nancy's first blog, "Pieces of My Mind". They've been moved here for preservation as the original website at NancyBabcockWrites.com has been taken offline.
Plagued as I've been for the past four and a half years over a particular unresolved issue in my life, I was going to try to get clear in my head about how to proceed--or not. As I settled into bed one night this week--about a week before the inauguration of Barack...
A friend of mine grew up under a tyrannical and oppressive hyper-control freak father. His father's name was Edgar. Edgar died a few years back, but he still gets exercised fairly regularly, or whenever my friend thinks he, himself, is losing control of the people...
So many things are flying through my head as I try to take it all in...our national nightmare of the last eight years is (almost) over and at long, LONG last, we can breathe again. Good dreams can come true There IS a God The Dawning of the Age of Enlightenment Free...
Never have we needed him more. Barack Obama is the breath of fresh air we've been holding our breath for, for the last twenty very long years. We knew it almost four years ago when we heard him speak at the Democratic National Convention. Not many of us had ever heard...
Such a spur-of-the-moment love affair was the last thing I'd expected. It was love at first sight--clear iridescent Christmas tree lights--in the shape of pinecones. The shape part was purely incidental. It was the glittery rainbow effect that had me at first...
It was so subtle, yet so powerful to those who noticed. Jimmy Carter's eulogy for Gerald Ford was as emotionally moving and as personally touching as they come, and the craftsmanship of that short speech was impeccable."For myself and for our nation I want to thank my...
Standing in the security check line in the Buffalo airport at 6:00 a.m. on a Monday morning is the last place on earth I would have thought I would have a front row vantage point to a miracle. But that's where I was and that's where it was--both the vantage point and...
Sometimes life snatches us from our intended course and sets us on another so far from what we had envisioned that we never could have imagined it before the snatching. I had thought that the first piece I would write after relocating to the glories of northern...
Grief is the price we pay for love. Gretchen Jackson, 1/29/07 A lot of people are in intense grief today for a horse that they loved beyond all borders. I am one of them. This was not just any horse. This horse was Barbaro. Winner of the Kentucky Derby, and so much,...