Pictured above is a drawing my father created in or before 1969.
I don’t believe that it depicts anything particularly remarkable, but this isn’t my field.
What is remarkable is that this image exists at all.
Pictured above is a drawing my father created in or before 1969.
I don’t believe that it depicts anything particularly remarkable, but this isn’t my field.
What is remarkable is that this image exists at all.
My dad (b. 1916) would have loved the internet.
I’m not sure he’d deal well with all the technology side of things — that could go either way: frustrated with the fragility, or stubborn enough to not let it get the best of him.
I think of him often, and usually in the form of “Oh, he would’a loved that!”
(Because I’m “stepping away” from Facebook, I may post more frequent, shorter things on my blog https://leo.notenboom.org. For example the things I might have shared on Facebook might end up here. Or not. We’ll see. Interesting times.)
About a week ago I decided I really needed a break from Facebook. It was impacting my attitude, impacting my sleep, increasing my depression, increasing my anxiety, and decreasing my productivity. These are all things I’m normally extremely good at managing. But not here, not now.
You know the drill: Facebook bad.
But, of course, it’s not quite that simple.