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Friday, April 30, 2021

Seasonal Clothing Exchange

Perhaps I'm a week later than most years, but local weather has warmed sufficiently to wear short pants and short sleeves.  My warm weather duds spend the cold months in a duffle and two plastic bags, reasonably sorted by purpose.  Starting with shorts for cashmere yesterday, it struck me that I didn't wear anything of cashmere.  I hardly wore mock turtles either but mostly long sleeve tees to be replaced with short sleeve tees.  Short PJs came out of storage, flannels into a bag as I wash them.  Things hanging in the closet stay there as nearly all warm weather clothing is foldable.

I haven't taken inventory, though I doubt if I will need anything.  My weight has declined by 4kg, by omitting cookies, potato chips, squishy bread, and soda from my shopping cart, I think.  My shorts come in two sizes to accommodate weight when it was rising.  I assume either will fit.

Last summer Covid-19 hampered our activities, which may have had some impact on clothing, or at least the more chic stuff that comes out following social invitations or synagogue.  I don't know if I really want to return to synagogue, but it is reopening.  Otherwise it is pretty much wat I would wear at home or to the store, with perhaps two days at the beach and two short road trips.  Nothing elegant.  Mostly seasonal.



Thursday, April 29, 2021

Focus on Recreation

Now into day 3 of no FB or twitter, I find myself not experiencing any withdrawal as some have suggested, nor any craving to resume that activity.  In its place, I planted my outdoor herb garden and completed the front container planting.  I extricated my Schwinn from amid garage clutter and unsuccessfully searched for golf balls to take to the local putting green.

Pandemic restrictions leaves me a bit recreationally deprived so it's time to direct some attention there. What do I like to do?  Made a list:

  1. Crosswords
  2. Take pictures
  3. Bicycle
  4. Cooking
  5. Baking
  6. Petty Golf
  7. Harmonica
  8. Violin
  9. Watercolor
  10. Writing
  11. Fishing
  12. Gardening
  13. Beach
  14. Deck
There really are no barriers to doing any of these.  Some have been ongoing, some long dormant.  I will need a few things, golf balls, tees, an air pump, a new or rehaired bow perhaps which I can get with the remaining stash of 5-dollar bills that I keep as change.  Wonder how many I can do this summer, and with what intensity.


 

Wednesday, April 28, 2021

What Might I Do Instead?


FB and Twitter and perhaps much of You Tube need to be put on hiatus. They have become too intrusive. I've done this before, permanently for Sermo, and our former President and a few others have been evicted from their favorite platforms.  I depart voluntarily for my own benefit.  

Doubt if I'll miss Twitter, it's not very interactive, which is what I seek.  FB has its merits which need better personal management than I provided myself, but the separation is only intended until the upcoming Mothers Day when the themes of the screens will change from stoking political beliefs to expressing appreciation.

That affords me about ten days without this distraction.  On day 1 I set out my herb garden, used the backyard hose for the first time this season, took my sketch pad and some pencils to a local park, made a disappointing tour of the Pennsylvania Walmart to see what they had in terms of fishing gear and herb seeds.  My OLLI class was approached with more focus.  I even took out my adult coloring book and pencils, which had been left untouched on my desk for maybe a year.  No FOMO at all, just opportunity.  No particular withdrawal symptoms thus far, either.

Looking at other things I haven't done: harmonica has not been studied in a while, my writing goals drag behind schedule, an afternoon at the putting green or driving range would offer some pleasure, as would an afternoon at a pond.  All neglected.  FB and Twitter were never neglected, yet less on fulfillment than those other things I've not done.  

Tuesday, April 27, 2021

Overdue Vacation Symptoms

 


About six months ago I had planned a few days touring the Everglades.  It didn't happen, as the risk of Covid-19 infection exceeded any realistic travel benefit.  I did not feel particularly deprived, more disappointed.  Moreover, I had fall, winter, and spring holidays in sight, events that usually restore my perspective.  Those have mostly come and gone.

I find myself back on Celexa after an extended drug holiday to tame my increasingly critical disposition.  It has helped.  I'm still ornery, having trouble focusing on tasks, deriving at best limited pleasure from what goes well and excessive irritation from the inevitable frustrations.

In my working years similar interludes cropped up.  They signaled time to request a week's vacation, generally overdue and a couple months in the future.  Having a firm date with a need to plan what I would like to do generally reframed my disposition adequately.  The set time always arrived.  People around me wished me a good time away.  That's how I feel now.  Need to set a time to escape and a place to travel to.

Thursday, April 22, 2021

Not Been Fishing

My interests tend to fluctuate over time.  When the carpet cleaners came to prepare for Passover, I removed quite a few fishing rods from our living room to the hall and still have another on the floor of my car's back seat.  I've been to Walmart and Dick's, not to the more distant but better supplied Cabela's where I add to my supply of hooks and lures.  The waders hang on a hall tree near my front door and the fishing vest in the hall closet.  All unused.  I've not learned any new fishing knots in about a year.  I haven't even ventured beyond Bellevue State Park, our closest pond.  I've also not actually hooked a fish since I began a few years ago.

Still, it's worth another try this spring.  Going to Lum's Pond, despite loss of rod, and to White Clay Creek provide me some quiet and some challenge at the same time.  Beck's Pond sits a little closer and there are usually other fisherman around trying their luck from the rocky banks.  Good outings.  I could use some good outings.



Wednesday, April 21, 2021

Scoring Scholarship Applications


This has been my third season scoring applications for scholarships through the Delaware Community Foundation, one of the eminent charitable agencies of our region.  Most come from high school seniors planning to enter college, though a few are assigned to medical students either already in medical school or accepted for the following year.  These are good kids, the people who make my generation optimistic for the trajectory that humanity will take.  Scholarships often have a need basis, but I try to fill out my scorecards blindly.  DCF went to a new format, one that sort of makes my process easier.  First I look at courses and grades, SAT scores, and the letter of recommendation which are separate from the application.  Then I look at non-scholastic activity, then finally the required essay, jotting notes and selecting a score for each category.  I don't even look at the finances as there is an adjudication committee that makes the final award determination which they weight in a substantial way.

Who gets the highest automated score, at least from me, is not necessarily the person I would deem most worthy of an award.  These applications taken as an N=33 may expose more about America's educational process than they do about individual candidates.  First, I see a fair amount of inflation, either of grades, which I assume are earned for each student, but also of course titles.  If AP means college level and all kids have three AP courses each year, then the folks are being pushed too hard or college isn't hard enough.  If AP courses are offered before senior year, then the known AP exam scores need to be part of the scholarship application too.  The arbiter to grade and course description inflation has generally been exam scores.  There are legitimate reasons for a mismatch and it is hard to tell if a mismatch reflects on the student or the school.  But if there is a serious interest in having schools accountable for student performance and grades that typically far exceed test scores, the problem lies with the school.  I saw a lot of that each of the three years I reviewed the data given to me, made more difficult by the increasingly optional nature of including standardized testing results in the application.  SAT scores may be less valuable perhaps than Achievement Test or SAT II results which can be more easily matched with specific grades.  Again, this may reflect more on the school and how the local teachers create their grades than with the students who receive those grades.  A few kids from my medical school class conducted such an experiment.  Since we had a note taking service, a few opted not to attend lectures but to study texts and the lecture notes.  They underperformed on class tests, overperformed on Board Exams.  But the scholarship applications with their divergences between grades and standard scores raise serious questions about either what is taught or how class performance is assessed.  

I also got the sense that some of these kids were aiming for an intermediate future below their capacity.  I didn't encounter any applying to the Ivies or related highly competitive colleges, though from performance they could have.  The geographic distribution of their choices also seemed a bit more restricted than I might have expected from their level talent.  Makes me wonder about the guidance they receive. 

And finally, some people write more effective letters of recommendations than others.  I like to read illustrative vignettes that move talent to performance.  I wonder if schools coach their faculty on how to convey performance effectively, or if DCF gives a heads up to the Recommendation writers, as many are not faculty, as to what types of comments catch attention from readers.  If not, this would be a useful addition to the process.

While interviews might be a tempting addition, for kids in their late teens this could be intimidating and perhaps even misleading as poise often develops as part of the college experience.  There is also a volume of applications and limited experience of interviewers that might make this addition unrealistic or even detract from the student's assessment.  Best to keep it all in writing on the screens for now.

Monday, April 19, 2021

Limits to My Tolerance


Two events of note.  I returned to the public library an interlibrary loan book that I finished a few days ago, Jewish in America by Richard Rubin, a professor emeritus from Swarthmore.  It was in my possession about four weeks, read at a paced level.  It gets a favorable review from me.  The second event was a decision to snooze my most prolific posting FB contact.  She posts a few times a day, not so much as to create screen clutter.  However, the comments have drifted across the line from racially insensitive to more overtly racist, the type you would not offer in a workplace.  

Related events?  Indeed.  Prof. Rubin's book describes the Americanization of the Jewish population into a distinctly identifiable culture.  We take advantage of our political equality, if not our social equality, resulting in educational attainments that become either high income or wealth.  With appreciation for this largesse, we seem culturally highly tolerant of everyone else, if not overtly helpful.  In exchange for a live and let live approach to ethnicity, sexual orientation, religion, physical capacity, and the like, there must also be a rebuff when this gets threatened.  America can be an honor system in a way, one with two parts.  Part 1: don't transgress goes pretty well.  When there are anti-Semitic, racial, or other events, the response in favor of the victims is uniformly overwhelming.  Part 2 in any honor system usually fails: don't tolerate improper conduct from anyone else.  Live and let live has a limit.  I snoozed my FB contact for 30 days.