Gnothi Seauton

Summers, escaping the heat of our somewhat Southern city, I descended to the dim, parquet-floored family room of our suburban split-level. The cool air settled there. Beneath the chandelier Dad and I designed, perched on a stool at the squat teak and marble Chinese coffee table, I wandered page by page through the Unabridged Webster's … Continue reading Gnothi Seauton