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Celebrity Death Watch - December 2025: Robert Lindsay wrote The Falcon ad the Snowman. Perry Bamonte played guitar for The Cure. David Rosen cofounded Sega. Lou Gerstner was the CEO of IBM from 1993 through 2002. Jeffrey R. Holland was the president of the LDS Church. Thomas J. Fogarty invented the balloon catheter, used for treating blood clots. Julius Berman was a lawyer and Orthodox rabbi who served in leadership positions in several Jewish organizations, including the Orthodox Union. Tatiana Schlossberg was an environmental journalist and the daughter of Caroline Kennedy Schlossberg. Dick Zimmer was a congressman from New Jersey (and the father of my friend, Ben).

Brigitte Bardot was an actress. She cared more about animal rights than about human rights and was fined several times for inciting racial hatred.

Ben Nighthorse Campbell served in both the House of Representatives and the U.S. Senate. During his term in office, he was the only Native American serving in Congress. He had earlier become the first Native American on the U.S. Olympic judo team. He switched from the Democratic to the Republican party in 1995, largely due to a dispute with the Colorado Democratic Party over the balanced-budget amendment.

Celebrity Death Watch - January 2026: Brian Doyle was a Canadian writer, primarily of children’s books. Diane Crump was the first woman to ride in a parimutuel race in the United States. Johnny Legend was a rockabilly musician. Aldrich Ames was a spy, who compromised more CIA assets than any other intelligence officer at the time of his arrest. Philippe Junot was the first husband of Princess Caroline of Monaco. Bob Weir was a founding member of The Grateful Dead. Louis E. Burs won a Nobel Prize in Chemistry for co-discovering quantum dots. Kenny Morris played drums for Siouxsie and the Banshees. Gladys West was a mathematician who worked primarily on developing satellite geodesy models. Valentino was a fashion designer. Hudson Talbott wrote and illustrated children’s books and collaborated with Stephen Sondheim on a book version of Into the Woods. Roland Huntford wrote several books about polar exploration, notably The Last Place on Earth about the race between Scott and Amundsen to the South Pole. Bryan Loren wrote the satirical song “Do the Bartman.” Demond Wilson played Lamont on Sanford and Son. Catherine O’Hara was a comic actress known for appearing in Home Alone, Beetlejuice, and Schitt’s Creek. Billy Bass Nelson played bass guitar for Parliament-Funkadelic. Mingo Lewis was a percussionist for Santana and Al Di Meola.

Scott Adams was responsible for the comic strip, Dilbert, which adorned office doors throughout the United States. He fostered a negative view of the corporate world and wasn’t any nicer in the rest of his life. He took to political commentary and was eventually brought down by persistent racism. (I knew someone who had worked with him at Pacific Bell and she said he was, in general, an asshole.) By the way, a colleague and I once bought our boss a pointy-haired boss wig and he wore it while doing our performance reviews. He was on my ghoul pool list and earned me 19 points.

X. J. Kennedy was a phenomenal poet. He began his career writing science fiction stories for pulp magazine (mostly under the name Joe Kennedy) and had his first book of poetry, Nude Descending a Staircase: Poems, Songs, A Ballad in 1961. He wrote a lot of poetry for children, as well as for adults, and was the poetry editor for The Paris Review. He also taught writing at several universities (notably at Tufts for 15 years) and wrote textbooks. If you like light verse at all, you owe it to yourself to read his work. He was on my ghoul pool list and earned me 24 points (including a 12 point bonus for uniqueness.) I wrote the following, loosely based on his poem “In a Prominent Bar in Secaucus,” which was the first of his poems I ever read. (This is a revised version after one of my friends objected to an imperfect rhyme on my first attempt.)

A Eulogy for X.J. Kennedy

In a small living room on Long Island one day
I first read the works of the poet, X. J.
Joseph Charles Kennedy was his name at his birth
His poems were amusing, they sparkled with mirth.

He wrote about children, he wrote about art
He wrote with sharp humor, but also with heart.
His verses showed off his supreme savoir faire
He loved rhyme and meter, and used them with flair.

He translated works, from French and from Greek
He won many prizes - at least one each week
And now in his nineties, death’s pulled him away
but I’ll always remember the poet, X.J.


Convergence - Lullabies and Anthems: The final session of Anthony Mordechai Tzvi Russell’s class was Tuesday of last week. He had two subjects to talk about. Re: lullabies, he asked us which ones we knew. The most familiar one to me was the Yiddish song “Rozhinkes Mit Mandlen” which has a widow sitting in the corner of the synagogue singing to her son about his future. He discussed another Yiddish lullaby and the song “All the Pretty Little Horses,” which he explained as an enslaved man singing to his son, after her mother had probably been sold down the river. He focused on the theme connecting these being the absent parent. I didn’t think of it at the time, but now I’ve been wondering about the level of violence in lullabies, e.g. “Rock-a-bye Baby” (in which “down will come cradle, baby and all”).

As for anthems, most of us knew “The Star-Spangled Banner” and “Hatikvah” (the Israeli national anthem, whose title means “The Hope”) but he also wanted us to discuss things other than national anthems, e.g. “Lift Every Voice and Sing” (which is sometimes called the Black National Anthem) or even “I Am Woman.” He closed by posing the question, “What does victory look like for us?” It’s a good question to ask in troubled times.

Overall, I thought the class was worth my time. I’ll look for other offerings from New Lehrhaus, though it is always hard to clear my schedule for things like this.

Stafford Challenge - Week 2: I managed to write a poem every day again for the second week. I will, in general, include just the titles here.

24 January - Winter Storm

25 January - Do You Know Who I Am?

26 January - Ink

27 January - The Bordens

28 January - Irony

29 January - LIRR 1

30 January - LIRR 2

I’ve noticed two things. First, I can’t write just about things associated with the wreck of the Congressional Limited, because other topics distract me. I have plenty of things to say about trains in general (including my habit of writing haikus when I am frustrated with the Metro). But other topics inevitably creep into my head. And, secondly, the best advice I’ve gotten for doing this challenge (and for writing in general) is that when you feel blocked, you just have to lower your standards.

Projects: My Tunisian crochet afghan is crawling along. The biggest problem is that I really only work at it during crafts group. I probably need to watch more television.

I finally wrote the first part of my guide to Lithuanian Jewish names. This part covers given names. I still want to write about surnames, but I am not sure where I put my notes for that.

I also have a bunch of things to do for the Women’s Storytelling Festival. I’ve got two major tasks and need to get a good start on them this week.

Snowcrete: We had about 6 inches of snow a little over a week ago. The problem is that we got 3 inches of sleet on top of it, resulting in an annoyingly hard layer of ice which was too difficult for most people to clear. My condo complex does an okay job of clearing the sidewalk, but a lot of people don’t bother. (Or, physically can’t.) And it’s been too cold for ice melt to be effective. Can we please fast forward to springtime?

Both Sides Now: I went to a concert Saturday night at Sixth and I on Saturday night. It was titled Both Sides Now: The Music and Lives of Joni Mitchell and Leonard Cohen. It was performed by Robbie Schaefer, who I’ve liked since the days of Eddie from Ohio, and Danielle Wertz, who I hadn’t heard of before. It was generally enjoyable, though I had qualms about a few of the arrangements. In particular, I thought the arrangement of “Big Yellow Taxi” was slowed down too much. But, overall, I thought it was a success. And the audience was engaged and responsive and well-behaved. At the end, everybody sang along to “The Circle Game, which felt like the right closing. I'm glad I braved the frigid evening to go.