When I called my Dad, he was honest: “That was silly. I thought you knew better than that.” What had I done? When we got married, I had the strange delusion that the dialectic that worked so well in philosophy would be most helpful in all things relational. We would sketch out our problems on a chalkboard (this was thirty-three years ago) and discuss. Having considered all our options, a decision could be reached mutually beneficial to all! What larks! The... Read more











