Or at least timely. I see that I’ve put off, not because I don’t want to be off-putting, but maybe because though there are those, many I hope, who think pretty much the same, but maybe those others beyond the fringe I don’t want to know where I live because, you know, the world now.

But looking back, way back, 1977, edcentric: A Journal of Educational Change, Issue #40-41, Spring-Summer, I see I understood a lot about the way the systems work, was not willing to accept the flaws and spoke against injustice and imbalance and all the things that need to be changed.

That’s shuddery. And then I think back to when I was a winner, twice, in the Quest for Peace Writing Contest. And, as I think I’ve mentioned, how I was a Charter Member of Poets for Peace and we raised our own money to take out a full page ad in the New York Times, pretty expensive for us because, you know, poets never have much money, and we all signed the Manifesto identifying our role in the world wide cause, so many of the great poets of our time, and I was proud to be one of us.