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Martha’s Vineyard–circa 1969

My trip to the Vineyard, just one chapter in my futile quest for Lindsay Parker, was off to a farcical start.

When I ask friends what they’re up to these days a startling number of them tell me they’re “transitioning”– or thinking and worrying about it.

In this post, I share the five most important lessons I learned from my career in law.

Last month I had to give the eulogy for my father, who passed away shortly before turning 90.

I’ve been thinking a lot about pain recently. Not because I’m in pain, but because for the first time in years I’m out of it.